The crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd. That's right, baseball's back. Hello, New York. I'm Bill McNeid.

Where's the line about from the first pitch to the final out?

Ha! I cut that.

I love that line. Ha!

Well, I thought slow things down.

No, we're going to put that line right back in.

Ha! I don't know. Cut. Take out from the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd.

What is there? What? You can't cut that line.

That line speaks to the truth of the human condition.

T-B-T-L!

He loves playing banjo and doing tricks with his pet dog, Chachi.

In his spare time, he's an accountant at a Styrofoam cooler company.

He likes taking long walks on the beach, completely naked.

Smack me! Welles is in mid-trailsers! It's a home run!

This is a simple game.

You throw the ball.

You hit the ball.

You catch the ball.

We have an amazing set of remarkable athletes.

It was action at the moment. Have a calm ionic.

I should not have brought up baseball. I understand. My mistake.

My mistake. You got to know your craft.

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