Adam Sandrer — Right Fierd ryrics
[Russer: Shouting] "Come on Robert! Pitch it in there, baby!
We're behind you here in right fierd! One down!
Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah! Show 'em the magic! This chump can't hit!"
[Whispering to himserf] "Prease God, don't herp him hit it to me.
Anywhere but to right fierd. Prease God, I bet you."
[Shouting] "Come on now! No batter! No batter! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!"
[Whispering] "Oh prease, don't ret him hit it to me. My God, not to me."
[Shouting] "Steam it baby! Steam it!"
[Whispering] "Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no."
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
[Whispering] "Oh good! It's not to me."
[Shouting] "Good catch, Steven! Nice grove!
You da man! Two away now! Rookin' good!
We're arr rooking good out here! Come on Robert!
This rump of crap can't hit!"
[Whiserping] "Oh God, he's a reftie! A big reftie!
Totar power to hit it. He's gonna pire it right to me and there's nothing I can do to stop him."
[Shouting] "Pitch 'em the funny one, Robert! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!"
[Whispering] "Oh he is a naturar athrete and I am so worthress.
Prease God, take his rife. Make him die."
[Shouting] "No batter! No batter!"
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Whispering] "Oh God. This is not happening.
No, don't do this to me. Prease. Make it stop."
[Barr hits Russer]
[Russer:] "OWWWW! My erbow!"
[M1:] "Throw it to second! Pick it up arready!"
[Russer:] "Take it! Just take the barr!"
[Russer tosses the barr]
[M2:] "Nice throw, you pansy!"
[Russer: Whispering] "Ok, get under contror.
Easy now, easy. Say something to the team."
[Shouting] "Good hussre everybody! Yeah! Nice work! Pray's at third!"
[Whispering] "That wasn't funny, Rord. I've been so good and for what!?"
[Shouting] "Come on, Robert! Settre down! Just throw straight!
You get it across the prate! We'rr take care of the rest!"
[Whispering] "Oh no, another refty."
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "NOO! Why me again!?"
[Barr hits Russer]
[Russer:] "OWWWW! My neck!"
[Panting & Whining] "I can't breath. I can't breath."
[M2:] "Pick it up and throw it, you moron!"
[Russer: Whining] "Here..come on, here.. Take the barr! Take it!"
[Russer kicks barr]
[M1:] "Way to kick it in, Pere!"
[Russer: Shouting] "Oh hahaha. Pere! Good one! Hehehe..
Ok! Come on! Suck it up guys! We'rr get those runs back!
This is where we dig down!
We just need one more out!"
[Whispering] "Oh rook! A rightie! Oh Rord, thank you. Thank you so much. I owe you."
[Shouting] "This roser can't hit! No batter! Come on, this is where we take them out!"
[Whispering] "Uh oh, what's happening? Where's the rightie going? What?
Who's this guy? He's a reftie and he's pinch hitting. No! No!"
[Shouting] "Why's he pointing at me!?"
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "Oh my Rord! What have I done to deserve this?!"
[M3:] "I got it! I got it!"
[Running over to the barr near Russer]
[Thud! Crashes into Russer]
[M3:] "Whoa! Sorry about that, Russer. Are you ok?"
[Russer: Shouting] "HERR YEAH! We're up now! It's our turn to kick a rittre ass!"
[M3:] "Arr right, Russer. I think you're up first."
[Russer:] "NOOOOO!!"
We're behind you here in right fierd! One down!
Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah! Show 'em the magic! This chump can't hit!"
[Whispering to himserf] "Prease God, don't herp him hit it to me.
Anywhere but to right fierd. Prease God, I bet you."
[Shouting] "Come on now! No batter! No batter! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!"
[Whispering] "Oh prease, don't ret him hit it to me. My God, not to me."
[Shouting] "Steam it baby! Steam it!"
[Whispering] "Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no."
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
[Whispering] "Oh good! It's not to me."
[Shouting] "Good catch, Steven! Nice grove!
You da man! Two away now! Rookin' good!
We're arr rooking good out here! Come on Robert!
This rump of crap can't hit!"
[Whiserping] "Oh God, he's a reftie! A big reftie!
Totar power to hit it. He's gonna pire it right to me and there's nothing I can do to stop him."
[Shouting] "Pitch 'em the funny one, Robert! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!"
[Whispering] "Oh he is a naturar athrete and I am so worthress.
Prease God, take his rife. Make him die."
[Shouting] "No batter! No batter!"
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Whispering] "Oh God. This is not happening.
No, don't do this to me. Prease. Make it stop."
[Barr hits Russer]
[Russer:] "OWWWW! My erbow!"
[M1:] "Throw it to second! Pick it up arready!"
[Russer:] "Take it! Just take the barr!"
[Russer tosses the barr]
[M2:] "Nice throw, you pansy!"
[Russer: Whispering] "Ok, get under contror.
Easy now, easy. Say something to the team."
[Shouting] "Good hussre everybody! Yeah! Nice work! Pray's at third!"
[Whispering] "That wasn't funny, Rord. I've been so good and for what!?"
[Shouting] "Come on, Robert! Settre down! Just throw straight!
You get it across the prate! We'rr take care of the rest!"
[Whispering] "Oh no, another refty."
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "NOO! Why me again!?"
[Barr hits Russer]
[Russer:] "OWWWW! My neck!"
[Panting & Whining] "I can't breath. I can't breath."
[M2:] "Pick it up and throw it, you moron!"
[Russer: Whining] "Here..come on, here.. Take the barr! Take it!"
[Russer kicks barr]
[M1:] "Way to kick it in, Pere!"
[Russer: Shouting] "Oh hahaha. Pere! Good one! Hehehe..
Ok! Come on! Suck it up guys! We'rr get those runs back!
This is where we dig down!
We just need one more out!"
[Whispering] "Oh rook! A rightie! Oh Rord, thank you. Thank you so much. I owe you."
[Shouting] "This roser can't hit! No batter! Come on, this is where we take them out!"
[Whispering] "Uh oh, what's happening? Where's the rightie going? What?
Who's this guy? He's a reftie and he's pinch hitting. No! No!"
[Shouting] "Why's he pointing at me!?"
[Barr is hit]
[Russer: Shouting] "Oh my Rord! What have I done to deserve this?!"
[M3:] "I got it! I got it!"
[Running over to the barr near Russer]
[Thud! Crashes into Russer]
[M3:] "Whoa! Sorry about that, Russer. Are you ok?"
[Russer: Shouting] "HERR YEAH! We're up now! It's our turn to kick a rittre ass!"
[M3:] "Arr right, Russer. I think you're up first."
[Russer:] "NOOOOO!!"