Angels In The Outfield Page #8

Martinez goes on the pitch.

Garcia bunts!

And it's a squeeze play!

Here's the throw

Martinez scores!

And the Angels take the lead!

Yeah!

Yeah!

Yeah!

All right!

Messmer pops out to

Gaboyan to end the inning.

So as we enter the ninth, the Angels are

only three outs away from the pennant...

if they can just hold on to this 3-2 lead.

- Hey, Mel.

- Hey, Mel, you're my dad's favorite player!

- Let's finish this.

- We got 'em.

All right. All right. Three outs, boys.

- Let's do it!

- So with the championship on the line,

manager George Knox elects

to send a tired Mel Clark...

out to face the heart

of the White Sox lineup.

- He's all alone.

- Let's go. Come on, Angels.

Don't worry. He'll get an angel.

Mel always gets an angel.

Clark takes the sign for

his first pitch to Gasper.

Let's see if he has anything left.

Gasper gets a piece of it!

And it falls in for a single!

The tying run is now on first.

All right.

We need Sanford. Get him ready.

They're getting Sanford up in the bullpen.

He bunts!

Clark fields it cleanly and

gets the runner at first,

- but Gasper advances to second on the sacrifice.

- All right! One down!

White Sox now have the tying run in

scoring position with Darren at bat.

It's in the hole! Garcia dives! He gets it!

The throw is off-balance.

Not in time!

- Safe! He's safe.

- Are you sure?

Gasper is held on second, but the go-ahead

run is now on first with only one away.

Hey, Knox, wake up!

Clark looks very tired.

Gaboyan swings and smashes

it deep to left center!

This is trouble!

Williams got a good jump on the ball!

- Somebody better take charge!

- I got it!

And Ben Williams saves the game for now...

- with a spectacular catch!

- And a great throw to hold the runner at third.

Try it!

Oh! And he hits Birch in

the back on the first pitch.

That loads the bases.

And Kesey, the league R.B.I.

leader, is up next.

Number 32, Kit "Hit or Die" Kesey

I can't believe he's

leaving Clark in the game.

Any hit scores a run.

- There's an angel there now, right?

- No.

The runners take their leads.

And Kesey got a good piece

of that one, but it's foul.

We've got one strike.

Sanford is ready in the bullpen.

- Ball one!

- His arm has to be tired.

He's thrown 156 pitches.

- Ball two!

- There's one coming, right, Roger?

I don't know, J.P...

I... I don't think so.

And Clark just misses nicking Kesey

and the count goes to 3 and 1.

He's way behind the batter now.

- Any angels?

- No.

And Kesey jumps on it!

This could be the game!

It's deep!

It's down the line!

If it stays fair, it's outta here!

- It's gonna be close.

- Foul, foul, foul!

But it's foul.

It comes down to a full count.

Two outs, the top of the ninth.

The Angels lead by one

run, and for Mel Clark,

this is the pressure cooker!

- I gotta take him out.

- No. Please, just let him try.

He's all used up.

He can't do it by himself.

Yes, he can.

All he has to do is believe.

And Knox will pull Mel Clark.

All I can say is, it's about time.

I got nothing left.

Yeah, you do. You got one strike left.

You got an angel with you right now.

Just got here and he's gonna help.

- Kid sees an angel?

- Yeah, he must. That's the signal.

Could happen.

Okay.

Go get him for the championship.

All right!

- Come on!

- Come on, Mel!

- Come on, Mel!

- He still has it!

Ladies and gentlemen, I don't believe it,

Knox will let Clark stay

in to pitch to Kesey.

This is not smart baseball

This is ridiculous...

Let's go, my brother. Come on.

He's got it and it's over! He's got it!

- I can't believe it!

- The Angels win the pennant! We won!

- All right, J.P.! We won, we won!

- Yea! Yeah!

- There are angels!

- Not this time, Mel. You did it yourself.

- We won! We won!

- Yeah!

- Yeah! Yeah!

- We won!

- All right!

- Yeah!

- Whoo!

- Yeah!

I can't believe it!

Ranch.

- You're fired.

- You can't fire me!

I got a contract!

I'm Ranch Wilder!

Easy, Ranch. Less is more.

And the Angels have won it!

- Maggie! Maggie! We won!

- Maggie!

- We won!

- We won!

- I know. I heard. Oh, congratulations.

- The Angels won the pennant!

It's great! Well done!

- Oh, Roger, your social worker called.

- She did?

- What they want?

- Was it about my father?

No, but it is about finding

you a permanent home.

Oh, J.P., come back.

J.P., come back!

You know, nothing's probably ever

as good as your real parents.

But there's some people

who could care for you...

and love you and take care of you.

Yeah.

I guess so.

Yeah.

Roger, the person

who called social service,

that was me.

I want to try and be your dad.

I want you to come

and live at my house.

You want... you want...

You okay, honey?

No way.

I-I can't.

You know, I can't leave J.P.

I can never leave J.P. He's coming too.

- He is?

- I heard that.

Yeah!

- Wait, what about Maggie?

- No.

My work is here. Don't worry.

There are plenty of little

angels looking for a home.

- So... so we're gonna be a family.

- Yep.

I'm gonna have a daddy.

I knew it could happen.

We're always watching.

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