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ODO: Everyone is chasing the feeling of a win.

But if someone wins...

(CROWD SHOUTING)

ODO: ...somebody has to lose.

Ave Maria

Or maybe, maybe,

winning is just a matter of how you look at it.

-(THUNDERCLAP) -(WOMAN SCREAMS)

LAURIE: Dear Heavenly Father, please give me strength...

Enjoy the game, okay?

(AIR HORN BLOWING)

LAURIE: I have faith, but sometimes, the doubt creeps in.

I promise I'll be good, and I, uh, won't do that thing again.

Not sure where you stand on it, but I won't do it.

-Get away from me! -Hey! No!

-Come here! -It burns! Stop!

I just want to catch a ball or get a hit.

-For my team, of course... -TERRENCE: Laurie, you're on-deck.

Hey, hey, Look at me. Focus, Laurie!

-Oh, yeah, yeah. -Girl, why are you so sweaty?

-The game just started. -Uh, I don't know.

Come on, you got this, though.

-Yep. Yep, uh-huh, yep. -You got this!

-Okay. Okay. All right! -Yeah!

-(GRUNTS) -Yeah! Hurray!

-(ROARS) -Let's go! Let's go, let's go!

Let's go, Laurie!

(CROWD CHEERING)

-Yes! Yes. Whoo! -(CHORUS VOCALIZING)

Taylor! Great job.

(CHORUS VOCALIZING CONTINUES)

COACH DAN: Nice one! KAI: Thanks, Coach.

Whoo! Great! Great job, Kai.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SIGNING)

ROCHELLE: Let's go, Laurie! Eye on the ball.

(GRUNTS)

Strike one!

Great call, Mr. Brown. Very fair. Incredibly accurate.

CHEERLEADERS: We need a triple, just a little triple,

T-R-I-P-L-E, triple, triple, triple.

(GRUNTS)

TOM: Yeah, Laurie! Just hit it! ROCHELLE: Come on! You got this!

FRANK: Two strikes! No balls!

TOM: This is what I live for!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

-Oh! Strike three! -TOM: Ah, Laurie!

Hey, you'll get 'em next time, kiddo.

Yeah, yeah, for sure!

(BAT CLACKS)

-You'll get 'em next time. -I'm gonna do it.

(GRUNTS)

-You'll get 'em next time. -Yes, next time.

I've got this! I got this!

I got it...

Back, Laurie! Back, back, back!

I got this! I got it! I got it! I... I...

Ow!

(CROWD CHEERING)

-Out! That's game. Pickles, five-four. -Yeah!

Yes! Yes, yes!

-Laurie, we won! We won! -You saved me.

You saved me, Kai.

-Thank you so much. -Pfft. It was nothing.

Thank you so much, Kai.

OMG, Rochelle!

Pickles! Team effort!

-One team, one goal! -COACH DAN: We did it!

KIDS: Pickles!

Oh, I can't believe it! This is the happiest day of my life.

Oh, I'm so proud of all of you!

Oh, way to make that last play happen.

Great catch. Oh, amazing play!

(CHUCKLES) You'll get 'em next time.

You bet, Dad.

This is good, 'cause it's high stakes and that's the kind we like.

(CHORUS VOCALIZES)

KERIN: One juice box per player, please.

Don't be selfish. There you go. Thank you.

(SLURPING)

How we feeling? I'm feeling goodish-bad.

COACH DAN: Pickles! Huddle up!

(CHORUS VOCALIZING SOFTLY)

Well done! Oh, that was a tough game.

(STUTTERS) A tough season really, but we made it.

And we're going to the State Championship.

No matter what happens next week, you are all winners

because you play as a team.

That's beautiful. Did you hear that? I said, did you hear that?

Every player here, every player has their role.

There are no weak links.

Incredible. This man has a way with words.

You all did great today.

But, I mean, there is one person who did the same level as all of you,

just fantastic, but better.

Kai!

(CHORUS VOCALIZES)

-Wow. -Oh, you saved our butts out there!

Who, me?

-Three stars for you. -(CHUCKLES)

COACH DAN: Triple play. Two stolen bases...

The thing I like about your helmet, is it still looks new.

Hey, stand up. Come on. In fact, take a bow. Bask in it.

-KIDS: Kai, Kai! -(CHUCKLES) Aw, thanks, everybody.

Wait, is everyone bowing?

-You should probably bow, too, right? -Yeah.

-(PICKLES CHEERING) -Actually, sit down. I take it back.

Hey, Laurie. You see my sick video?

-You're Internet famous! -Really?

Let me just take a look first, I'll handle this.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING OVER PHONE)

Ooh, that's not great.

Beef!

(YUWEN LAUGHING)

I know how to handle this. Laugh really hard.

(LAUGHING)

Harder! I don't believe you. Come on, give it to me.

-Yuwen! -Ah!

-Why would you post that? -'Cause it's comedy gold.

You're just a sad little boy who is pickin' on her

because you like Laurie!

Excusez-moi?

-Yuwen! -Yuwen!

-You doofus! -Yeah, doofus. Doofus.

-I can't date a teammate. -She can't. Silly doofus.

I don't like Laurie. I like Taylor.

Huh?

-This is your legacy. -You okay?

Yeah. I mean, I just don't see him like that.

But it's like not an indefinite no.

-(CAR HONKING) -VAN: Roshie!

Huh?

Oh, my gosh, look who's driving the car. Who let him drive the car?

-I'm just kidding. -Beep, beep.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY) Gotta go. See you at school!

Mom! Mom!

Let's just replay all the mistakes you made today.

Number one...

-(TIRES SCREECHING) -(HORN HONKS)

COACH DAN: Brake, brake. Brake! Brake!

Uh, Dad?

-(SIGHS) Now, signal your intentions. -LAURIE: Dad?

-Easy. Easy. -LAURIE: Dad?

That's a driveway!

Hey, Dad. Wanna practice this week?

I'm working on my 10,000 hours, you know?

How about Tuesday?

Ah, well, (STUTTERS) that's your, that's your mom's night.

-Okay. -(KNOCK AT WINDOW)

Yeah, that's not his night, dummy!

COACH DAN: Turn signal there. You know how to make a... Turn.

-Dad, I have a learner's permit. -You're givin' it too much gas!

Watch it, please.

Laurie, how about, uh, Friday? Friday's my night.

(SWEATY SCREAMS AND GROANS)

Yeah! Then I can just stay with you for the weekend.

-Oh, good. Okay, wait, and we're turning. -(CHORUS VOCALIZING)

-PAULA: Why are you telling me so late? -You're not turning.

-I know, Lead Foot. -PAULA: I'm shutting down.

COACH DAN: Give it a little less gas.

-Brake! -(HORN HONKING)

Wait, is that sacrifice? Oh, that's morbid.

(PAULA CRYING)

Hon? Take your shoes off.

Oh, hey!

How was the... Uh, your thing, the game? Was it good?

Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom! Guess what?

What? No wait! Let me guess!

-You got a home run? -No.

-Huh. Did you get a triple? -Nope.

-A double! -No.

-A hit? -LAURIE: Yes!

I mean, no. But I will. Because we won! We are going to the State Championship!

I knew it. I knew something positive was gonna happen.

Congrats, honey!

So do you think you'll come?

I mean I don't... I... Not, like, to the game.

But I will think about you. Baseball's your dad's thing.

-Sure. It's softball, but... -(DOORBELL RINGS)

We could go to Magic Jewelry and pick out a quartz necklace...

Eh, it's cool. No worries.

I don't need your rocks, Mom, because I rock.

I'll just see myself in, thanks. Excuse me.

Can you move?

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Slumber party.

(SIGHS) Ahhh!

Please help me be good. I'm gonna train so hard.

(DRAMATIC CHORUS FLOURISHES)

That's how it's done! Show 'em now! Get it.

I feel like it's starting to click.

Like my hand-eye coordination is almost there.

You gotta wait... Wait for me!

-Wait. Wait. -I have a regimen.

Hey! Wait for me.

I've to practice before school, after, during school.

-If I put in the hours... -No ball throwing.

-Thank you! -Sorry, Mr. B!

Oh. Sorry, Mr. B. (GRUNTS)

ROCHELLE: Laurie! Come on, now.

You're gonna overdo it. The game's a few days away.

(GRUNTS) It's actually 126 hours away.

She's trying to sabotage you. No relaxing! Must work, must train.

Is getting a hit really worth it?

Yes, yes. The answer is "yes."

Laur, don't.

(CHUCKLES) Okay.

So, guess what? My mom got me these new cleats yesterday...

(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)

(PANTING)

SWEATY: (SINGING) Going to the championship

It's gonna be great

Now you harmonize with me.

(MIMICS ANNOUNCER) And she rounds third base!

And she slides into home!

Practice, practice, practice.

You can do it. Come on, you can do it.

-Whoa! -Holy guacamole!

-This is really good stuff. -Yes! (YELLS)

If only this could be the way you behave in the game itself.

-(ALARM BEEPING) -SWEATY: Wake up! Wake up!

Come on, motions of life. Here we go.

Up and down. Up and down. Don't quit now, keep going!

You're so fast. You're so amazing, look at you...

Hey, no one told you to stop! Keep going!

If he was just your coach, I'd say, "Don't disappoint,"

but 'cause he's your coach and your dad, I'm like, "Do not."

-(ALARM BEEPS) -Chew! Don't think, just chew!

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS, GROANS)

Ow!

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Dad! Oh.

-Hey, Kai. -Hey, Laurie.

Be cool. Be cool.

-Wanna practice? -Bad idea.

-Uh... -Say you gotta go to the bathroom!

Go wash your hair. Go wash your horse. Say you love horses!

-Uh... -(CHUCKLES)

-Come on. -Okay.

(WHOOSHES)

-(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) -That's okay. Next one. Next one.

Just make contact.

Laurie? Laurie? Are you paying attention? This is good stuff.

-She said to hit the ball. -(CHORUS VOCALIZING)

I think I suggested this a month ago to hit the ball. Nobody listens to me.

I say, "Hit the ball." I feel like a broken record.

-Hit the ball, hit the ball, hit the ball. -(GRUNTS)

Kai! I finally...

(GASPS) Oh, no!

OMG. Kai, I'm so sorry!

What do I do?

Remember, you...

Hey, you got a hit. Nice.

COACH DAN: What happened? Kai?

Are you okay? I mean, where does it hurt? Just tell me exactly what happened.

(DEEP VOICE) Laurie, what did you do?

(IN NORMAL VOICE) Oh, I'm gonna take you to urgent care, okay?

It's okay, I'm good. I promise.

-I'm good. -COACH DAN: You sure?

You sure you can play?

Please help me to be forgiven for...

There, there. I'll never leave you.

(BED CREAKS)

Let's just replay all the mistakes you made today.

First... And then remember...

Disappoint your dad. Kai, Kai, Kai.

That's some deep trauma there. You wanna unpack that?

We should unpack that right now.

We off to the races

You are rude. It was a joke.

-IRA: Taylor... -What is it?

Heyooo, dude.

"Heyooo, dude." No, Tom!

Hey, Dan. Never got my line-up idea.

It's all good. I got it right here, and I made copies.

Yeah, go Pickles!

Been a long, long road But tonight I'm gon' chase it

We off to the races

Where is Rochelle?

Hey, have you seen Rochelle?

Aliens. (CHUCKLES)

Ow.

All right, gang, it's game day.

-All that matters is that you try your... -(LAUGHTER)

-TOM: Coach? -All right, listen up.

I look out here, and I see a whole lot of people who underestimated us.

They don't respect us at all.

Yeah, they think we're losers.

-(GASPS) -Yeah, that's right, Hannah.

And you know what? That's okay.

Yeah. Sometimes, you have to earn your respect.

Tonight is our moment for redemption.

-Yeah, Judas. -(GROANS)

TERRENCE: Come on! Last inning, people! Let's make some noise!

(ODO GULPING)

Hit or be hit. Your fate is your own. (BURPS)

Laurie, come on. You're up.

Help! Sorry. (CLEARS THROAT) You're gonna do so awesome.

BOY 1: Let's go, Laurie! GIRL: I can't look.

BOY 2: All right, Laurie, you can do it.

-Just don't fall. -GIRL 2: Hit the ball.

-(CROWD CHEERING) -(PANTING)

(SOBBING)

GIRL: Come on, Laurie! Come on, you got this, girl!

(SIGNING)

Oh, my gosh. Do you see the hope in his eyes?

Strike two. I mean, one.

Everybody in! Move in!

Sorry.

The ball is coming. The ball is coming.

Shoulder up!

-(CROWD EXCLAIM) -Strike two!

-That was high. -Are you serious, Blue? That was high.

I think you swung, though.

I know, Martin!

This is your last shot. Your moment for greatness.

Earn your spot.

-So embarrassing. Everyone is looking... -(CHORUS VOCALIZING)

Time, Blue.

Hey, kiddo, are you having fun?

Loads. (RETCHES)

Is your head in the game? Where are you right now?

I'm right here.

Can you wiggle your arms?

-LAURIE: So embarrassing. -Shake it off.

-Be a noodle. Come on. -Stop, please...

Let's be noodles together. (BLUBBERING)

Dad, everyone is looking.

-Well, let them look. I don't care. -MAN: Hey, Coach, wrap it up!

I'll take all day if I need to. I'm talkin' to my daughter here.

Oh, gosh, Dad, let's just play.

Hey, we aren't playing the game until you look me in the eye

and tell me what's goin' on.

-Am I good enough? -Uh...

People say I'm only here 'cause I'm the coach's kid.

Well, they're wrong.

I mean, (STUTTERS) they're right that you are the coach's kid, for sure.

Technically, it is nepotism.

I mean, but, like, it's...

Hey, it's all comin' together for you.

Really?

It's never been about being the best. It's about trying your best.

Wow.

Dad!

Ah, there you are. Just relax and let the game come to you.

You got it, Dad.

-I know what I must do. -(DRAMATIC CHORAL VOCALIZATION)

-I have faith. -(GROANS)

-I will get on base. -(SHRIEKS)

-(ALL CHEERING) -For my team!

Unless you get a home run, he's not gonna love you.

-For Kai! -All of his...

And for you, Father.

(CROWD EXCLAIM)

(PRETTY UGLY BY TIERRA WHACK PLAYING)

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm doing good I'm doing great, alright

It's about to get ugly, flow so mean I just can't be polite

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm doing good I'm doing great, alright

It's about to get ugly, flow so mean I just can't be polite

I bet you ain't heard no flow like this

Make you say "Yo, excuse me miss"

Go against me, I'll beat like Swizz

I like my paper nice and crisp, uh

Crispy clean and crisp and clean

For the dough, I go nuts like Krispy Kreme

Music is in my Billie genes

Can't no one ever come between, yeah

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm doing good I'm doing great, alright

It's about to get ugly, flow so mean I just can't be polite

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm doing good I'm doing great, alright

It's about to get ugly, flow so mean I just can't be polite

I bet you ain't heard no flow like this

Make you say "Yo, excuse me miss"

Go against me, I'll beat like Swizz

I like my paper nice and crisp, uh

Crispy clean and crisp and clean

For the dough, I go nuts like Krispy Kreme

Music is in my Billie genes

Can't no one ever come between, yeah

Don't worry 'bout me, I'm doing good I'm doing great, alright

-It's about to get ugly, flow so mean -(SONG ENDS)