Lucy Must Be Traded, Charlie Brown Page #3

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l've heard that you have

sort of a weird team.

Marcie, you should be

out in right field.

l'm happier standing

here with you, Charles.

Actually, Charles,

l hate baseball.

l'm only playing

on your team

because l've always

been so fond of you.

But what if someone hits

the ball to right field?

Who cares?

l'm happy just standing

here next to you, Charles.

We don't win any games,

but l have happy players.

Okay, Lucille.

This next hitter is pretty good.

So keep your eye on the ball.

That's hard to do when

you keep moving around.

Get back out there

in right field,

where you belong!

Women managers are even

crabbier than men managers.

Sorry l missed

that one, manager.

Maybe my glove

isn't big enough.

Big enough?

Ha! You know what you need?

There.

Use this to catch 'em.

Good thinking, manager.

Aah! Catch it, Lucy!

Throw it, Lucy!

Throw the ball!

Throw it!

Throw it! Throw it!

Sorry, manager.

lt took me a while

to unplug my hair dryer.

l made a mistake, Chuck.

l admit it.

Lucy is the worst player

l've ever seen.

You've just got

to take her back.

l know you traded her to me

for Marcie and a pizza,

but now l want to call

the whole deal off.

What do you say, Chuck?

But l already ate the pizza.

l hear l just got

traded back, Charles,

so l just wanted

to say good-bye.

l guess l wasn't much help

to your baseball team,

l didn't score

a single goal,

and l never even made

a free throw.

Maybe now that Lucy's back,

she'll play better.

Catch it, Lucy!

For one time in your life--

catch it!

Are you crazy?!

You can't catch

a ball like that!

And it's not even raining!

That's what you think.

Hey, where's everybody going?!

lt's just a little rain!

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