“Have you ever felt like there is a different you watching you as you do things? Like you’re doing the things. BUut, You’re also watching yourself do them,” asked Dante shielding his eyes from the setting sun’s light with his first baseman’s glove.
“Dude why are you talking to me?” asked number 22 Reinhart slowly edging away from the base.
“Well, you came to my base. So I get to ask you trippy questions,” answers Dante.
The pitch is thrown, swing, and a miss. The umpire shouts “sSSTeeeeRIKE” 90 ft. away.
“Welcome back. Mr. Reinhart is it? Have you ever felt like you’re watching yourself do something?” Dante asked again as number 22 established his lead. “I wanna know. Have you? Dante asked.
“I dunno, maybe,” Reinhart said with a shrug.
“What did you see yourself do?” Dante asked
Phil looks over to Dante at first. The ball flies straight to the catcher’s mitt. “Sssstiiiriiike,,, TwOOooo!.” shouts the umpire. The crowd applauds.
Dante impatiently clears his throat, “What did you see?”
“I saw myself fucking your Mom,” Reinhart said as he steps away from the base.
“That’s not fair.” He shakes his head. “Now I have to actually fuck your sister,” said Dante.
22 turning to face him said, “Dude, what is your problem?”
“Strike 3,” in the distance.
Dante puts up his glove, catches, “No problem,” tags him. “I’m going to fuck your sister, and you’re out. Later,” Dante said before, tossing the ball at the mound.
“That’s the game,” shouts the umpire. The crowd erupts!
The Diablo’s come together on the first base line to celebrate. Hoots and Hollers of all sorts flow throughout the celebration.