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Maybe a long vigil.

I called the office.

They said Uncle Bill's on his way home.

Well, you have the right of appeal for my decision.

Yes, sir.

What are you doing there?

I'm having a vigil for Uncle Bill.

Why don't you wait in the living room?

I might miss him.

Okay.

You know, you better move back. You're really a hazard.

Oh, hello, Uncle Bill.

Hi. Goodbye.

I'm going to the post office. Do you need anything mailed? Nope.

Be careful going in there. It's a trap.

Oh, okay.

You should say hello first.

Hi, Uncle Bill. Can I play stickball today?

Yes, Mr. French.

He said no.

Then it's no.

Ah, good afternoon, sir.

Oh, Buffy is just getting over her cold, and I thought it best she remain home

today, sir.

But I went to school today.

School isn't the same as playing stickball. You play stickball, you get

overheated.

I'm sorry, you just have to be on the bench.

Okay, I'll go tell Jody.

You're home early today, sir?

Oh, I'm going to have dinner with Miss Nelson and see the show of hers at 8 o

'clock. Oh, yes, sir.

Uncle Bill said no, too.

But doesn't he know that you're our big stick?

He knows.

And that you'll miss the captain election?

I'm sorry about that, Jody. I was going to vote for you.

Well, there goes my one vote.

I better get down there.

Okay, Jody.

And remember, keep your eye on the ball. And when you swing, don't hit it so

hard. Just meet it.

Okay, I'll try and remember.

And when I come back, I'll tell you all about the game.

Okay.

Good luck, Jody.

We sure are gonna miss Buffy.

Yeah, you sure are.

You can't blame the lad for trying, sir.

Buffy's a clean -up man.

Oh, yes, but I think Jody would miss Buffy even if she couldn't build that

apple.

Come a long way from cricket, haven't you?

What I meant to convey, sir, was that the children do get along exceedingly

together.

Well, I'd better get going.

I'm going to meet Miss Nelson. Hey, listen, call that doggy bag and tell him

I'll be a few minutes late.

The doggy bag, sir?

Yeah, the doggy bag. It's kind of a hangout for show people, you know.

The doggy bag.

Yeah, I was going to bring her home to meet the kids, but she wouldn't go for

that family dinner at home thing. It's not her style.

Yeah, to be sure, sir.

The next one's for Randy.

And the last one, that's for Randy, too.

Randy's the new captain.

Yay!

Hey, what do you say? Let's warm up.

Just a minute. It's a sign of the captain I'm putting in some new rules.

Anybody that doesn't show up for practice doesn't play.

What if you have a good excuse?

Okay, but I'll decide what's a good excuse.

And one more rule. From now on, no girls on the team.

Hey, what's the idea, Randy?

Stick balls for guys.

But we can't play as good as any guy. I'm the captain, and I say we don't play

with girls.

Why, Randy?

Because only sissies play with girls.

That doesn't mean sisters, too, does it?

Sure it does.

Sisters are girls, too.

It's the team rule.

We don't play with girls.

Well, if Buffy doesn't play, then I'm not going to play either.

You can't do that, Jody. We won't have enough guys without you.

We'll have to forfeit the game today.

Jody, do you want to be a sissy?

Well, no.

We need you, Jody.

And it is kind of dopey having a girl on the team.

Guys who aren't sissies hate girls.

I hate girls.

So do I.

Well, I'm not going to hate Buffy no matter what you say.

But I guess I'll play.

Atta boy, Jody. Remember, fellas, if you want to be a 63rd Street Tiger, you

don't play with girls, right?

Right.

Right.

Okay.

Anybody caught playing with a girl is off the team. Now let's get in some

practice before the game.

I'm first up.

Me next.

went into extra innings.

I hope so.

We never had a tie before.

I wish I could have been there.

And I must confess, Buffy, I'm not too upset when you can't play stickball.

You know, sliding into third base made out of a garbage can, it falls

exceedingly short of ladylike conduct.

Mr. French, when you're playing a close game, you don't have time to think about

being a lady.

That must be Jody. Now we'll get the score.

They do.

Who's the captain?

Randy. Well, what's the score?

23 to something.

Was it close?

What's the difference? We lost.

Did you make any hits?

Mm -hmm. How many?

Two.

See what happens when you keep your eye on the ball?

How many errors did you make?

Three. You're getting a lot better.

Tell me about it.

I got other things to do.

Jody, what's the matter?

Why are you acting so funny?

Just because.

Because why?

A guy doesn't have to have a reason.

Are you sure you want to see my show again?

I wouldn't miss it.

But you've seen it five times already.

I think if I broke a leg, you could go on for me.

I like it.

But don't you have to spend an evening or two with those kids?

They're doing their homework by now.

Well, don't you want to play with them or tuck them in or something?

Are you trying to get rid of me?

Bill, you know better.

Jody, don't dawdle.

Mr.

French, when you went to school, did you carry a lunchbox?

No, dear, I carried mine in a paper bag.

Did you have peanut butter sandwiches?

No, as I recall, I had, as a rule, leftover beef pot pie, watercress

or perhaps a leg of lamb.

Boy, Jody, Mr. French's leftovers sound better than our first times.

Jody. You've been very quiet this morning.

I noticed that, too.

I can be quiet if I want to.

See you after school, Mr. French. Jody!

Oh, is something troubling Jody, Buffy?

I don't know, Mr. French.

Well, I mean the little tiff, perhaps?

I didn't tiff. Maybe he did, though.

Well, whatever it is, it'll soon pass.

Walking to school with him is worse than walking with no brother at all.

Jody, guess what?

What? Mr. French said I... at Bay State Ball today.

Maybe you still have your cold.

Nope. Mr. French said it was okay if I got overheated. Now you wait here. I'm

going to get dressed.

Oh, Judy, help me with these in a minute, will you please?

I haven't time.

It'll only take a minute. I've got important things to do.

Oh, let me help you with those, Sissy.

Oh, thank you, Mr. French.

What in the world's wrong with Jody?

Oh, he's just passing through a phase.

Well, I wish he'd go through without being so nasty.

Jody!

Jody, I'm ready.

Where's Jody?

Went out.

But I told him to wait for me. Well, you can catch up with him if you had him up

here. That's if you really want to, the way he's acting.

Oh, I want to, all right.

residence. French, I just wanted to tell you I'll be home early tonight, but I'm

not going to stay for dinner. I'm just going to change and go right out again.

I'm going to have dinner with Miss Nelson, you know, before her show.

The doggy bag again, sir?

Yep. Kid's all right?

Oh, well, sir.

However, Judy's been rather out of sorts.

Well, his behavior towards his sisters has been most unfriendly.

One would almost say that, well, he's become hostile to the opposite sex, sir.

Well, that's okay. That's just a phase he's going through.

I did that myself. I didn't like girls at all. Hated them.

I recall a period of my youth, sir, when I had similar feelings.

Sure. Well, if it was normal for us, it's okay for him.

Yeah. So long.

Roku's coming.

What's she doing here?

I don't know.

She's wearing her uniform. Didn't you tell her? No, you tell her.

Hi, everybody.

Toss me one.

Too bad we lost yesterday, but we'll beat them next time.

I had to put some oil on my glove.

Tell her.

Go ahead.

You have to.

Tell me what?

You better tell her, Jody.

Never mind, I'll do it.

Buffy, we don't want you on the team.

But I'm a regular. I can't run very fast, but my broken leg's almost good.

It ain't your leg.

We got a new rule.

But last season, I was center fielder and clean -up man.

This season, no girls.

How come?

Because I'm the captain and I say we hate girls.

You too, Jody?

Only sissies play with girls.

Well, that's... the way you feel about it. I don't want to be on your stupid

team.

Hey, wait a minute.

What?

Turn in your uniform.

Here, Jody.

You could have told me, Jody, and I wouldn't have had to do this.

I couldn't, Bob.

I just couldn't.

Well, I'm not going to let these stupid boys see me cry.

Bye, Jody.

Bye, Bob.

Come on, Jody, let's play.

Yeah, let's have some fun.

Bunny calls it.

Oh, French, I'm just going to change my clothes and get right on my way. Excuse

me, sir, but you might look in on Buffy, please.

Is the game over?

No, sir.

Yes, sir, it is for Buffy.

Okay.

Hi, Buffy.

Hi, Uncle Bill.

You're home early.

So are you.

Aren't you supposed to be out playing ball?

A team can't get along without you, can they?

I got five.

They can't fire a 520 hitter.

They can if she's a girl.

You want to tell me about it?

It's a new rule.

No girls on the team.

Doesn't sound like much of a rule to me.

They hate me.

Why would they want to do that?

They hate all girls.

It's not my fault I'm a girl.

I know that.

people hating me. It's even worse when your own brother hates you.

Ah, Jody doesn't hate you.

Well, he doesn't like me a lot.

Well, he's probably just trying to go along with the team rule.

He doesn't hate you.

He loves you the same as always.

You think so, Uncle Bill?

Yeah.

Why don't you get caught in the middle?

Gee, he must feel more miserable than me.

I'm sure he does.

I feel sorry for him. Don't you, Uncle Bill?

Hi, Jody.

We lost.

Missed your clean -up man, didn't you?

I guess you heard about the rule.

Randy decided when he got to be captain that only sissies played with girls, and

everybody else went along with him.

You got to do what the captain says or you're not a good team man, huh?

Right.

And I wanted to play on the team.

Well, I suppose if you quit, that wouldn't make them let her play anyway.

Right. Gee, you really understand.

Now you're supposed to hate all the girls, including Buffy.

Well, sure.

If I want to be a good team man.

And the team comes first before your sister.

Right.

Okay, glad we got that settled.

Uncle Bill?

Yeah? Do I have to hate girls?

No, you don't.

I don't like hating Buffy.

I hate you an awful little word, but it sure makes a lot of unhappiness.

It sure made me unhappy.

Why'd you do it, then?

Because you always taught us to obey the rules.

Well, yeah, that's so you can be a good team man, but Randy's not a good team

man. He's not thinking about the team when he makes Buffy quit playing. He's

just thinking about himself.

But nobody tried to stop him.

Well, you didn't either, did you?

Me? Should I have tried to stop him? Me?

You're going to have to figure that out by yourself.

But then they wouldn't let me play either.

Well, you're going to have to figure out what's more important.

I'm sorry to keep you waiting.

Something came up with the kids.

Also?

I'll know tomorrow after the stickball game.

Do kids play stickball?

I used to play all the time.

Nah, I don't believe it.

Oh, well, I batted 500.

Buffy bats 520.

Cutie.

What's the name of the team?

63rd Street Tigers.

Hey, wait a minute.

Who made this the children's hour?

I did.

Bill, every time I bring up the subject of the kids, you turn me off.

Why?

I guess I didn't think a girl like you'd be interested, that's all.

Well, you guessed wrong.

By the way, what do you mean, a girl like me?

A girl like you, you work in big clubs and you... I guess I thought you'd be...

In your element where there's a lot of lights and noise and people with names

and all that sort of thing?

You're a very narrow thinker.

I asked about your kids because I like kids.

What's so funny?

I just gave Jody a big lecture about girls.

He was putting them all in a group.

Well, what do you know? It runs in the family.

Not anymore.

Really?

Tomorrow night you come to my house and have dinner with the kids, okay?

I thought you'd never ask.

Boy, it sure would be nice to win a game.

My father says we should change our name from Tigers to Pussycats.

Maybe we should just change the rule.

You mean about girls?

What about girls?

I think having no girls on the team and hating them is a dumb rule.

I don't. Anybody else think so?

We do not win a game since Buffy's off the team.

Carlos is right.

How about changing the rule, Randy?

No, if you don't like it, you can quit the team.

I'm not going to quit the team.

Maybe you are.

Supposing I make you.

Okay, a bunch of sissies. Go ahead.

Play with girls.

All you guys know how to do is lose anyway.

Boy, you sure told him, Jody.

That was a dumb rule anyway.

Only now we don't have enough guys for today's game.

We'll have to forfeit.

We'd have enough guys if Buffy played.

You think you would?

Maybe. If we all ask her.

Come on, what are we waiting for?

We had a neat game today.

Buffy came in on the extra inning with the bases loaded.

And you knocked in the winning run.

No, I struck out.

She swung too hard.

You ought to practice.

Anyways, it's okay, though.

Because Buffy's back on the team again.

Yeah, they changed the rule.

They don't not like girls again.

It's a good rule. I don't not like girls either.

This normal world of yours isn't half bad, Bill. Yeah, we like it.

Maybe we could see your show sometime, Miss Nelson.

Of course, you'll be my guest.

But not on a school night.

Uncle Bill wants to tell you about the game now. We won, 35 to 34.

Pitcher's battle, huh?

Miss Nelson used to play stickball, too, when she was a kid.

How long ago was that?

You're not supposed to ask that.

Well, Mr. French says if you want to know something, you should ask

Let me put it this way. When we played stickball against the 85th Street

Indians, they were real Indians.

Dinner is served, sir.

Hey.

Hi, ladies.