Songtext The right field Adam Sandler

The right field

Russel: [Shouting] "Come on Robert! Pitch it in there, baby! We'rebehind you here in right field! One down! Two to go! Hum it now! Yeah!Show 'em the magic! This chump can't hit!"[
Whispering to himself] "Please God, don't help him hit it to me.
Anywhere but to right field. Please God, I beg you."[
Shouting] "Come on now! No batter! No batter! Big whiffer! Bigwhiffer!"[Whispering] "Oh please, don't let him hit it to me. My God, not to me."[
Shouting] "Steam it baby! Steam it!"[
Whispering] "Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no, Oh God no."[
Ball is hit]
Russel: [Shouting] "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"[Whispering] "Oh good! It's not to me."[
Shouting] "Good catch, Steven! Nice glove! You da man! Two away now!Lookin' good! We're all looking good out here! Come on Robert! Thislump of crap can't hit!"[
Whiserping] "Oh God, he's a leftie! A big leftie! Total power to hitit. He's gonna pile it right to me and there's nothing I can do to stophim."[
Shouting] "Pitch 'em the funny one, Robert! Big whiffer! Big whiffer!"[
Whispering] "Oh he is a natural athlete and I am so worthless. PleaseGod, take his life. Make him die."[
Shouting] "No batter! No batter!"[
Ball is hit]
Russel: [Whispering] "Oh God. This is not happening. No, don't do thisto me. Please. Make it stop."[
Ball hits Russel]Russel: "OWWWW! My elbow!"
M1: "Throw it to second! Pick it up already!"
Russel: "Take it! Just take the ball!"[
Russel tosses the ball]
M2: "Nice throw, you pansy!"
Russel: [Whispering] "Ok, get under control. Easy now, easy. Saysomething to the team."[
Shouting] "Good hussle everybody! Yeah! Nice work! Play's at third!"[
Whispering] "That wasn't funny, Lord. I've been so good and for what!?"[
Shouting] "Come on, Robert! Settle down! Just throw straight! You getit across the plate! We'll take care of the rest!"[
Whispering] "Oh no, another lefty."[
Ball is hit]
Russel: [Shouting] "NOO! Why me again!?"[
Ball hits Russel]Russel: "OWWWW! My neck!"[
Panting & Whining] "I can't breath. I can't breath."
M2: "Pick it up and throw it, you moron!"
Russel: [Whining] "Here..come on, here.. Take the ball! Take it!"[
Russel kicks ball]
M1: "Way to kick it in, Pele!"Russel: [Shouting] "Oh hahaha. Pele! Good one! Hehehe.. Ok! Come on!
Suck it up guys! We'll get those runs back! This is where we dig down!
We just need one more out!"[
Whispering] "Oh look! A rightie! Oh Lord, thank you. Thank you so much.
I owe you."[
Shouting] "This loser can't hit! No batter! Come on, this is where wetake them out!"[
Whispering] "Uh oh, what's happening? Where's the rightie going? Whatà?Who's this guy? He's a leftie and he's pinch hitting. No! No!"[Shouting] "Why's he pointing at me!?"[
Ball is hit]
Russel: [Shouting] "Oh my Lord! What have I done to deserve this?!"
M3: "I got it! I got it!"[
Running over to the ball near Russel][Thud! Crashes into Russel]M3: "Whoa! Sorry about that, Russel. Are you ok?"
Russel: [Shouting] "HELL YEAH! We're up now! It's our turn to kick alittle ass!"
M3: "All right, Russel. I think you're up first."
Russel: "NOOOOO!!"