Showing posts with label Steve Sax. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Steve Sax. Show all posts

Oh, by the way, you new fellows, there's a sign up sheet for the company softball team on the bulletin board over there.

mr. burns evilly touching his fingertips to each other

And now I'd like to introduce the new members of our happy power plant family. Our new security guard Roger Clemens, our new janitor Wade Boggs, our new lunchroom cashier Ken Griffey, Jr., our new, well uh, we'll make up jobs for these fellows later. Please say hello to Steve Sax, Don Mattingly, Darryl Strawberry, Ozzie Smith, Mike Scioscia, and Jose Canseco. Oh, by the way, you new fellows, there's a sign up sheet for the company softball team on the bulletin board over there. Eh, just in case you wish to play.

How would you like to be a ringer on a small-town company softball team?

steve sax spinning his upright bass guitar

Smithers: How would you like to be a ringer on a small-town company softball team?

Steve Sax: Would I!