Eddie's Million Dollar Cook Off

Marcus, Jordan!

Heads Up!

I Got It!

I Got It!

I Got It!

I Said I Got It.

Then Why Didn't You Get It?

You're Such A Ball Hog!

I Am Not!

Ok.

Kimberly, This One's

For You!

Oh!

No, Wait!

No, Ok! Wait!

Kimberly, Your Shoes!

Ooh!

I'm Ok!

Marcus, Jordan, Come On!

Cut It Out!

You Know How

I Like It! Right Here!

There We Go! There We Go!

Aah!

You Broke My Hand.

I Didn't Break Your Hand,

You Big Baby!

Your Finger's

Just Dislocated!

Here! I'll Reset It!

Frankie.

No. No, Stay

Away From Me!

Frankie!

It Won't Hurt.

Stay Away!

It's Ok.

Frankie!

This One's Going Long.

[Grunts]

Aah!

How Many Times Have

I Gotta Tell Ya?

Never Open The Flaps

When The Groundhogs

Are Warming Up.

Uhh!

Well, It Looks Like We Got

The Whole Team Back.

Yep, It Sure Does.

I'm Real Sorry

About That, Coach.

Yep. Me, Too.

Me, Too.

Well, At Least

We Still Got Eddie.

Eddie:
Heads!

All Right, Guys, Let's Go!

Frankie, Oliver, Let's

Take It Around The Infield!

Yeah, At Least

We Got Eddie.

Nice Catch!

Ok, Groundhogs,

Come On!

Let's Play

Some Ball!

Let's Show The Players

What We're Made Of!

Hey, Oliver,

You Hang Tough.

Kimberly,

Watch Out!

Your Shoe's--

[Thud]

Kimberly:
Ooh!

I'm Ok!

Ok, Groundhogs,

First Game

Of The Season.

I Really Think This

Could Be A Winning

Year For Us.

I'd Be Happy

With Winning Anything.

We Beat

The Panthers Last Year.

They Had The Chickenpox.

I Know That!

No, You Don't.

Also Important To Remember,

This Is A Building Year.

Hey, Sorry I'm Late.

Did I Miss Anything?

Uh, Hannah,

Why Are You So...Pink?

Oh. My Mom Thinks

I'm Here Trying Out

To Be A Cheerleader.

Whoever Heard Of

A Baseball Cheerleader?

I Think It's Cool.

We Could Use A Cheerleader.

I Want To Be A Cheerleader.

Go For It.

I'm Just

Telling Her That.

Just 'Cause

She Was The Ultimate

Cheerleader,

She Thinks I

Should Be One, Too.

Has She Met You?

[Thud]

Here Goes!

[Cheering]

Ma'am.

Thank You.

Hey, Batter, Batter,

Batter, Batter, Batter!

Hannah! Anticipate.

Aaron, Put Something

Into It.

You're Throwing Like A Girl.

And, Oliver, Could You Be

Any More Out Of Position?

Other Than That,

Good Job, Everybody!

[Chuckles]

They're Very Fragile

At This Age.

[Sighs]

Ok. Ogden's Playing It

Close To The Base,

Ready For

The Line Drive.

Ok. Heads Up! Heads Up,

Everybody! Heads Up!

Eddie:
This Is It.

This Could Be

The Championship.

[Cheering]

Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Hey, Hey! That Was

Pretty Good.

We Actually Might Win

A Couple Of Games.

Oh, Yeah.

Oh, Yeah.

Announcer:
That's It, Folks.

What A Game.

Players 10, Groundhogs...3.

Frankie:
Man!

Announcer:
Next Stop

Is Last Year's Champion...

Good Job, Guys.

Good Job!

See Ya

Tomorrow Afternoon.

Now, Remember,

Groundhogs,

It's Time To Get Serious

About Winning, Huh?

Time To Get A New Team Name.

More Fierce, Less Rodent.

Time To Get A New Bat.

This One Can't Hit A Thing.

I'll Tell You What

It's Time For.

Eddie Dogs.

We've Waited All Year

For One Of These.

[No Audio]

A Little Horseradish

For Heat,

Jalapeno To Make Us Men,

And They're Done.

Mmm! Mmm!

Mmm!

Hey, It's A Couple

Of Grounder Hogs.

Losers!

Just In Case

You Didn't Know,

This Is What A Baseball

Looks Like.

You Wouldn't Know

A Baseball

If I Served It

To You For Dinner.

Losers!

Losers!

Hey, Don't Walk

Away From Me

When I'm

Talking To You.

Come Back Here.

I'd Give Anything

To Beat Those Guys.

All Right, Well,

Then Let's Beat 'Em.

Every Year's Always A Building

Year For Us, Anyway.

We Might As Well Build

Towards Something.

Really?

Yeah, Really.

Ok, That's What

This Season Is All About--

Beating The Eagles.

Are You With Me?

Yeah!

Yeah!

Did You Hear?

College Scout

Coming To The Eagles

Practice Tomorrow.

Well, Why Aren't

They Coming To See Eddie?

He's The Best Player

In The League.

True. But You Know

As Well As I Do--

Groundhog Practices,

Sometimes They Ain't

So Pretty.

[Squishing]

Uh-Oh.

I Feel It, Too.

[Boys Shouting]

Brace Yourself.

Where Is It?

Woman:
All Right, Guys!

Hi, Mom!

Hi, Honey.

Hey.

Whole Team Back?

Yep.

Oh. Sorry.

Hey, Come On, Guys.

The Game's On.

Did You Hear Something?

No, I Didn't

Hear A Thing.

See, 32!

Now, Change It Back!

Eddie.

What's The Matter?

Hey, Listen.

You Know,

If You Ever Decide

You Don't Want To

Be A Groundhog--

Why Wouldn't I Want

To Be A Groundhog?

I Know It's

Frustrating For You

Never Really

Being Able To Play

The Game

You're

Capable Of Playing.

What Are You Talking About?

I Play All The Time.

No, That's Not--

Eddie, There's

A Lot At Stake

For You This Year.

If This Is Gonna

Be Your Future,

We Really Need

To Step Your Game Up

Another Notch.

Ok.

Db:
Ow!

Get Off My Head!

Whoa!

Alex, Get Off Of Db.

He's A Guest.

Why Do You Have To Put

That Kind Of Pressure On Him?

It's Just A Game.

Wedgie!

Mom, It Is Not Just A Game.

See? Eddie Knows What

I'm Talking About.

The Point Is,

With Eddie,

It Could Be More

Than Just A Game.

I Know He's Only 14,

But There's

A Chance He Could

Have A Pro Career

Or At Least

A Scholarship.

It's Not Crazy

To Think A Pro Scout

Might Spot Him And--

Have You Ever Heard Him Say

He Wants To Be A Professional

Baseball Player?

I Think I Got

A Pretty Good Handle

On What Eddie Wants.

Eddie,

Tell Your Mother.

I'm Gonna--I'm Gonna Put

Some Brown Sugar In Here.

We'll Let

The Brown Sugar Melt...

Dad:
Eddie.

Eddie!

What? Uh...

Oh, Yeah,

That'd Be Great.

Hmm?

Boy:
Red Belly!

Eddie, No.

Why Do You Have

To Push Like That?

If It's Something

He Really Wants,

He'll Figure Out

How To Make It Happen.

I'm Not Pushing.

I'm Steering.

There's

A Big Difference.

Ow!

Mmm! What Happened?

You All Right?

Ah! Everybody Calm Down.

I Just Cut My Finger.

I'm Fine.

Are You Sure?

Here, Let Me See It.

No, Really, Just

A Couple Of Stitches.

Stitches?

How Bad Is It?

Honey, I Can't

Help You

If You Won't

Let Me See It.

No. You Know

How You Are With Blood.

Honestly. One Time

And A Man's...

Ooh, I Better Sit Down.

[Mom Sighs]

Sweetie, Would You Put

The Food Away, Please?

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.

[Dad Moaning]

Mom:
Pat, Deep Breath.

There's A Paper Bag

On The Floor.

Oh, It Looks Like

He's Gonna Be Sick.

Mom:
Somebody Open

A Window, Quick.

Well, At Least

We Can Watch The Game.

[Game Playing On Tv]

[Sniff]

Is Any Of This

Stuff Edible?

Man, I'm Starving.

Figures.

Game's Over Already.

You Know You Got

A Piece Of Raw Chicken

In Your Hand?

Hey, What If Instead

Of Putting This Stuff Away,

We Make Something

Out Of It?

Let Me Think.

Uh...No.

Come On, It'd Be Cool,

And My Mom Would Be

Totally Surprised.

I'd Rather Pull Out

My Nose Hairs.

I'm With Him. I'd Rather

Pull Out His Nose Hairs.

Besides, You Don't

Even Know How To Cook.

Sure, I Do.

Kinda.

I Make Eddie Dogs.

How Hard Can This Be?

Yeah

Fresh. Still Some Crunch.

Over Here.

Are You Sure

The Shells Are Supposed

To Be In There?

[Sizzling]

Hey, Now,

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