Kicking & Screaming Page #9

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Better or worse?

Better!

Okay. Put those on.

Let's go, guys.

Okay. All right.

Come on.

Thanks.

He's okay.

Play resumes.

The Gladiators still

dominating the field.

Wow. An amazing save

by the Tiger goalie!

Yes!

That's my baby!

He stopped that goal.

Tigers with the ball.

Mark! Mark!

On the neck!

Yes!

Mark Avery kicks the ball up,

catches it on

the back of his neck.

Yes.

The rest of the Tigers are

forming some kind of wedge.

Break through.

Win the ball back!

Knock those clowns down.

Mark Avery leads the league

in the least amount of

time played.

Hey, keeper.

Ew!

Mmm.

Ambrose with

a powerhouse kick!

Yeah!

Yes!

Hunter, I'd give you a kiss

but you just ate a worm.

Yeah! Can you smell it?

Yeah! All right, Mark!

It's the smell

of victory, baby!

I love you, Dad!

See if you love me

at the end of the game.

Let's go, guys. Stay focused.

Every time you say

something back to me,

it makes me love you more!

I can't... I can't

believe this.

Hunter is tearing down

the field!

And he kicks

the ball to Jack.

Get over there!

Go, Hunter!

Jack takes

the ball into the corner.

Whoa! It's a little bit high.

Wait a second,

what's going on?

It's like they're forming

some sort of mega person.

Did everyone see that?

A header by Byong Sun from

Ambrose's shoulder for a goal.

Way to go, Bing Bong!

That's not legal.

Is that legal, ref?

Great hustle.

Gian Piero and Massimo.

You're back in.

Okay.

But remember,

share the ball.

Okay.

Team.

Right? Team.

Yeah. Good. Good, good.

Okay, guys.

The Italians are back in.

And Massimo steals the ball.

Less than

a minute left to play.

The Gladiators are

completely out of sync here.

And the ball goes

to Ambrose who fakes.

Watch it! It's a trap!

Stay with the Italians!

Come on, Sam!

You're gonna have to get

past old, uncle Bucky for this one.

Here's something

your dad never taught you.

Goal!

And you can

put it on the board.

That's the game!

Tigers win! Tigers win!

Way to go, guys!

Nice job, everyone!

Come on, honey!

Sammy!

Where did you learn

to move like that, Sam?

I practiced every time

you benched me.

Tigers! Tigers!

Great game, Bucky.

A hell of a game, bro.

I guess we really

got out-coached.

Thank you.

I appreciate that.

And I'm serious.

I don't give

compliments lightly.

This is from the heart.

I'm not blowing

smoke up my butt.

I think you mean

smoke up my butt.

No. Dude,

just take the compliment.

You got it.

I'll see you later.

See you at the barbecue.

Good job.

Sorry, Grandpa.

What, are you kiddin' me?

If anyone's gonna beat me,

I'm glad it was you.

Great goal, Samson.

So, you're not mad?

The only thing

that makes me mad

is that I let you get away

from the Gladiators, okay?

I'll never be mad at you.

Never.

Burgers look good, right?

That one's dead.

This one needs

to be turned. Okay?

Looks good to me.

You'll learn.

Hey, Ditka!

Knock it off, would you?

Would you knock it off?

Dad, relax.

Here, I'll handle it.

Yeah.

I'll talk to him.

Hey, Buck.

Yeah?

Remember when we beat you

in the championship?

Yeah.

Remember when, uh, when

I shoved that kid in the pool?

Whoa!

Okay, Buck.

You got me good, buddy.

Yeah.

How do you want

your hamburger?

Well done. Thanks, Buck.

Okay. You got it.

Hey, coach!

Yeah?

Hey.

Hey.

Um, I don't know if you heard,

we won the championship.

Yeah, I heard.

Yeah.

Look, I just wanna say

I'm sorry for the way I acted.

Hey, let me

tell you something.

You were

a ravin' maniac.

Yes, I was.

I was a maniac.

Yeah, but I see you

changed your ways.

And man,

down the stretch,

you did one great job

of coaching those kids.

Thank you. It means a lot.

So, can I count on

you for next year?

No.

Okay. But you and I,

we're good?

We're good.

Good.

How about you

and your old man?

Better. Yeah.

Listen. I mean no disrespect

to you and your family.

But my job in life is

to make your dad's life

a living hell.

Hey, do what you gotta do.

I gotta do it.

I'm about to make

good on that Pel bet.

You wanna come

over and watch?

Yeah, I'd love to

but I gotta get

all these leaves over in

that yard before nightfall.

Right.

We had a bet.

You won fair and square.

Good job.

Yes.

Thank you.

I don't say this enough

but you really stepped up.

I'm proud of you, Son.

I appreciate that.

The real Pel ball.

Yep.

I'm actually

touching it.

Take good care of it.

That means an awful

lot to me, that ball.

It does,

doesn't it?

Yeah.

Here.

What?

You keep it.

No. You won fair and square.

It's yours now.

No.

You beat me, Philly.

Well, the Tigers

beat you.

I mean I had a good time

kicking your butt,

I'm not gonna lie,

but i-i-it's not

about winning.

I thought it was.

It's not.

About... About

you and me,

you know, the... the ball

is just a metaphor

about the distance

between us.

It's a soccer ball.

No, no, no, Dad.

L- I-It's not

about the ball.

It was never

about the ball.

I don't want the ball.

Then what do you want?

And now an important message

from the King.

Hi, I'm Buck Weston.

King of sporting goods.

And to make my stores

the best they can be,

I've teamed up with my son.

Hello,

I'm Phil Weston.

And I'm

the Prince of Vitamins.

Now, you can get all your

health supplement needs

at Buck and

Phil's Sports Kingdom.

At prices so low,

it'll blow your top.

Don't worry,

kind sir.

We've got

something for that, too.

See?

I do see,

Prince Phil.

Now in five

convenient locations.

I'm Buck Weston.

And I'm

Phil Weston.

And we've got balls.

And vitamins.

But mainly, balls.

And vitamins!

These guys

couldn't win a salad bowl,

let alone a Super Bowl.

Mike, I smell smoke.

Nobody's smokin'.

Besides,

I'm the king in this house

and I can do what I want.

Got you!

Okay, honey.

SkyFury

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