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What A Game!
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Shawn The Sensation Walsh
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(The scene then opens to a little league baseball game. It is a crisp summer afternoon. The crack of the bat is hear above the shouts, cheers and jeers of the player and parents. The scene then switches to the bleachers. You can see the parents doing different things to support there children, recording the games, cheering their child on, or heckling the other team. We then see George Henry, shades on. You would think he'd be watching the game, but he is more interested in the blonde beside him. He moves closer to him and makes his move.)
Henry: So, Mrs. which one is yours?
Woman: Oh, my little Jimmy is right over there *points to a boy who is waving* Which one is yours?
Henry: He's right over there. *George points to the concession stand where Shawn Walsh is loading up on hot-dogs and chips.*
Woman: Oh, that's nice how you brung him out.
Henry: Yeah, sometimes he embarrasses me.
Woman: You know, you shouldn't be embarrassed, gay people are now seen just about everywhere. It's nice though, you don't see a lot of gay, retard people. Retard? Is that what I'm supposed to call him or special in the head or what?
Henry: Gay? You think I'm gay? He may be a retard but we are not gay!
Woman: Coulda fooled me.
(The woman gets up a moves to another bench. George mutters to himself angrily as Shawn sits beside George with hot-dogs, chips, nachos, pizza, and one cup with a little corner of beer.)
Henry: Eh, she was a lesbian anyways.
Walsh: Who was, Georgey?
Henry: That girl who thought I was gay.
Walsh: Gay? Hmm. I always thought you were Jewish.
Henry: What? Shawn, don't you know anything?
Walsh: *Takes a bite out of the hot-dog and talks with his mouth full* I know one thing, these hot-dogs rule!
Henry: Why'd you get all that food and that little bit of beer?
Walsh: Don't want to get drunk, George. I'm the designated passenger.
Henry: Designated passenger? It's the designated driver who isn't supposed to get drunk.
Walsh: Oh, I always thought it was the passenger. I think I'll go get a half a cup then.
Shawn goes back to the concession stand as George shakes his head. This time he sees two good looking sisters at the top of the bleachers pointing at him. George gets a cocky look, unbuttons the top button on his shirt and walks up to the top of the bleachers.)
Henry: Hello, ladies.
Janice: See, Gina, I told you so.
Gina: Yeah, Janice you were right. *Gina gives Janice ten dollars*
Henry: Ladies if you don't mind me asking. You were right about what?
(The girls burst out into laughter.)
Gina: That your zipper's down!
(George looks down, they were right. George turns around and zips his zipper, when he turns back around, the ladies are gone. But Shawn is back. This time with a half a cup of beer.)
Henry: Can you believe this? My zipper was down!
Walsh: *Laughing, spitting out food* I know! It's been down since we left this morning! And I noticed you got a little happy when we stood for the National Anthem.
Henry: What?
Walsh: Don't worry, I didn't know it until those group of seniors pointed it out to me.
Henry: SUNVABITCH
(Everyone, including the players stops what they are doing and stare at George.)
Walsh: George! Dude watch your language! There are kids here. *Shawn drinks some beer*
Henry: Come on, Shawn let's go. I gotta find some real friends.
(George tries to hide himself as he walks from the bleachers and towards the exit. Shawn stands up and staggers around a bit then falls down and rolls all the way to the bottom of the bleachers. By now, the game is over with so no one is paying attention to them. George picks Shawn up.)
Henry: Dude, your not drunk, you didn't even drink one cup of beer!
Walsh: Yes, I am. Smell my breath.
Henry: Shawn, I can still smell those tic-tacs you ate.
(George drops Shawn and walks over to the car. Shawn lays there for a while and finally gets up, and stomps to the car.)
Henry: I thought you were drunk, Shawn?
Walsh: Well, at least I wasn't laughed at by a whole crowd of people and didn't even know it!
(George gets an evil look in his eyes as Shawn crosses his arms and pouts, with that the scene fades.)
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