The Outfield Page #6
you just work with me
and your brothers
till you can pay your own way.
Why Wesleyan?
If they're calling,
you must have
something special they want.
Kelsey's dad is tight
with the athletic director,
and he came to our game.
Now he's offering to pay for me
to go to school.
The athletic director?
No, Kelsey's dad.
Why would he do that, honey?
Because he wants me
to stop seeing his daughter.
What are you gonna do?
If you had any balls,
you'd dump her
and take the cash.
There'll always be another girl.
Unless she's as special
as your mom here.
Maybe he's right.
Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.
We're here.
Where's here?
Put that away.
You always say the alumni
like it when I wear the colors.
Just lose it.
- Mr. Sanders.
- Mrs. Covington, hi.
This must be Jack.
Ma'am.
Make yourselves comfortable
and help yourself
to some lemonade.
Thank you.
She's not from State, is she?
No, she's not.
Please excuse this mess.
Moving is an absolute nightmare.
Are you familiar
with Ed Paschke's work?
No, ma'am.
He and my husband went
to the Art Institute
back in the '60s.
Was your husband a painter?
He was. He also taught.
I grew up
over in Peoria Heights,
but when my husband was gone,
it just... it just
felt right to come back home.
Now, let's take another look.
- Dad, what is this?
- Just a moment, please.
I know what he did, my dad.
You do?
And I also know you never
called Rasmussen back.
Why didn't you tell me?
You would've hated him,
or you would've hated me.
Trust me, you don't want
to hate your dad.
For a while there,
I hated you both.
What about now?
So, Jack...
tell me why you need to paint.
I don't.
But there is need in here.
There is passion in here.
You're an athlete as well.
Yes, ma'am.
I'm playing ball next year.
Don't you see? That's perfect.
These are two sides
of the same coin.
We must never stifle
our passion, never.
Tell me something, Jack,
how does art make you feel?
Alive.
I feel alive.
There it is.
Jack, I am prepared
to make a case for you
with the Dean of Cal Arts.
But first, you must give me
your word that you'll accept.
How do you know Ms. Covington?
I don't.
She knew your mom.
Hey.
I was just thinking about you.
I missed you today.
Jack?
Come here.
Lie down.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
What's up, guys?
Hey.
Don't leave me hanging.
Anyways, once I finally
called Rasmussen back...
We really hit it off.
Turns out I'm not the only one
that thinks Kelsey's dad's
a big tool.
- So you're going to Wesleyan?
- Yeah.
- That's amazing, bro.
- That's huge, man.
Congratulations.
What about you, man?
Going out of state?
Hell, no, dude.
I'm living the dream
right here in Peoria, Ill.
Really?
Yeah.
Guys, are you kidding?
I live in a town that I love,
a place where
everybody knows my name,
and I know everybody's name.
I'm running
my family's business,
and, fingers crossed,
if I don't burn this place down,
it'll be mine someday.
It may not ring
your bell, but...
it sounds pretty
damn good to me.
In all my years of coaching,
I have never been prouder
than I am of this team.
You know, I first took this job
because I just wanted
to stay in the game.
A walk-off home run,
a ten-game winning streak,
a no-hitter.
But you guys reminded me
that's not what's important.
Austin York.
What's important
is the team you build,
the family you create,
the friendships you form.
There are gonna be lots
of wins and losses in life.
It's who you share those wins
and losses with.
That's what's really important.
In left field,
the next starting outfielder
for Wesleyan College,
Frankie Payton!
You guys are incredible.
Trust me,
teams like this are rare.
It took me becoming a dad
to find mine again.
So what about you, Jack?
Who are you gonna be,
your mom or your dad?
Well, I'm a ballplayer,
and I'm always gonna play ball.
And in center field,
All-County, All-State,
and soon to be freshman at...
California Institute
of the Arts,
the pride of Peoria,
Jack Sanders!
So, when you find yours,
and you will find it, you will,
I want you to grab it.
Don't be afraid. Grab it.
Grab those people
and grab those moments,
because if you do,
whether you win or lose,
you will succeed.
Okay, guys! Look alive!
Look alive!
Last game of the season!
Hey, Sanders!
Hustle up!
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