Billy Speck on the mound. |
A slugger with a full count in the batter's box. |
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ANNOUNCER Billy Speck has been lights out all game. After a blooper to left and a fielding error he's faced with runners in scoring position for the first time tonight. |
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Greta watches from the stands.
STARE AT GRETA UNTIL SHE WINKS: CONTINUE |
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Everything slows down, goes quiet. All we see is Billy, the batter, catcher, and ump.
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BILLY (V.O.) I've been too dialed in. Too sharp. And they've been too bad to jump on my fastball. (beat) This was not the night to throw a game. (beat) I'm not built to choke. I'm not built to let this happen. It feels like I'm not in my skin. Like I got scales or fins. But not a beating heart. |
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| He watches the catcher's sign. | |||
BILLY (V.O.) Making it easy. My slider's too good. But I can take some off my fastball. (looking at batter) You ready to be a hero? |
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| Billy winds up, fires the ball at the plate... | |||
| A swing and a miss! The crowd goes wild! | |||
ANNOUNCER And he's done it! He's pitched himself out of that jam and retired the side! |
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| Billy is only slightly relieved. | |||
BILLY (V.O.) 'Course nothin's easy. When you win you lose, especially when it means you owe a man like Fred Gridge millions, just by doing your job.
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| Billy winds up, fires the ball at the plate... | |||
| CRACK! The ball soars through the air! The crowd collapses in shock... | |||
| Billy drops his head dejected. | The batter circles the bases. | ||
ANNOUNCER HOME RUN! And with that, Billy Speck's dream season ends...
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