I thought I'd ride through and see if you're ready to lose another pennant to the better half of the neighborhood tomorrow.Whatever you say, Chuck.

Hey, Coach.

Do we really have to play here?

It looks more like a landfill than a ball field.Yeah, and dirtier than their third basement.Look, Chuck.

I could be nice to you tomorrow and throw a few innings, but you wouldn't want that, would you?Don't you worry about us, Peppermint Patty.

We'll be ready.I like your spirit, Chuck.

I look forward to handing you a good old-fashioned claw bring tomorrow.Hey, Chuckleboy.

Ready for the big game?

Ready to slug it out for nine long innings?

Ready to see which team will reign supreme?I thought we were playing ball.

Oh, I see what's going on here.

The old infield sit-in maneuver.

Nice try, Chuck, but it's not going to work.You got your own sister to camp out on the mound so we can't clobber you at the plate?

You think if we can't play, then you can't lose?

Is that it, Chuck?No, I want to play.

It's just that this...

I get it.

The old dandelion excuse.

Heard it a million times, Chuck.

We'll just mark this game down as a loss for you due to a forfeit.Yeah!

We'll get a medic and a team together.

Don't listen to them, Chuck.

We all know how tough a five-year-old can be.

Little sisters always win against their big brothers.

And hey, remember, there's always next year.Hold it right there, huh?

So Chuck, now that this flower festival has ended, do you still want to play for the pennant?

All of a sudden, it just doesn't seem all that important to me.Oh, remember to space out the plants.

We want to give those tomatoes room to grow.This is sweet and all, but when are we going to start the game?

What are you all standing around for?

Let's play ball!

Come on!

Move it, move it, move it!Keep your chin up, Chuck.

Winning isn't everything when you've got such a beautiful ballpark to play in.