Narrator/Adult: I'm not sure how I did It, my memories begins with the crack of the bat, and the sight of the ball rising. Maybe that's not exactly what It happens. But that's the way It should have happen, and That's the way I like to remembering. And If dreams and memories sometimes get confused to well... That is It should be, because every kid deserves to be a hero... Every kid already is...
Narrator/Adult: Well, I was his best friend...And if he was determined to go through with this...There was only one thing I could do.
Coach Baker: Stee-rike two!
Narrator/Adult: Watch him go down in flames.
Coach Baker: Lomax...You holdin' back?
Narrator/Adult: Coach Baker. The guy who made the decisions. The guy who stood between you...and the dream. The guy...
Coach Baker: You're throwin' like a girl!
Narrator/Adult: Who called you a girl.
Paul: I can't believe this happened.
Kevin: Me either.
Paul: Man, the first pitch, and you nailed it. A lucky hit.
Paul: He almost got it by you...
Kevin: I know.
Paul: You swung so late...You put it in the opposite field.
Narrator/Adult: Well, it was...understandable. What did I expect from Paul? Congratulations? A candy-gram?
Kevin: Look, Paul - it was just a lucky hit, OK? (Frowns.) I mean, there's no way I'm goin' back!
Narrator/Adult: And I wasn't. Our long-standing friendship...Meant more to me than -
Jack: Going back where?
Kevin: Baseball tryouts.
Narrator/Adult: But wait a minute. Was that an actual glimmer of interest in the old man's eye?
Jack: You tried out for baseball? Hmmm.
Narrator/Adult: There's nothin' quite like the feeling you get when your father..."Hmmm's" at you with pride in his eyes.
Paul: No...He just made this one lucky hit.
Kevin: It wasn't luck, Paul!
Narrator/Adult: So much for long-standing friendships.
Kevin: I nailed it on the first pitch.
Jack: So...You went out for the team?
Paul: Not really. He just -
Kevin: Yeah, I did! I thought I'd give it a shot.
Jack: So? Did ya make the team?
Kevin: Well...There are still some more tryouts, but the coach told me to come back tomorrow.
Jack: No kiddin'?
Narrator/Adult: Yep, when your dad looked at you like that...You felt like you could do anything.