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And the score goes like this...Miller makes the pitch, Johnson's hits a flyball to the outside, blueyson runs to make the catch, what's this? OH! He misses and it lands square in his eye!....Blueyson's down. He's writhing in pain. Three of his team mates running over to his aid. Gonzalez helping blueyson to his feet. He checks blueyson's eye. Miller handing him his hanky. Blueyson's eyes are open...blinking...They wave their gloves...everything seems to be ok. The other team can be heard taunting and yelling, "Way to go, bluebooberson." And there you have it folks...another report from the backwoods. End radio cast with banjos pickin'.
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