Another Sesame Street sketch rewrite, this time, a Grover and Mr Johnson sketch where Grover sells hot-dogs at a baseball game. Enjoy and comment.

One beautiful Saturday afternoon, Mr Johnson went to a baseball game.

"What a beautiful day for a baseball game!" said Mr Johnson. "This is great, because I'm going to catch a foul ball!"

"Hot dogs!" called a vendor.

Mr Johnson wanted a hot dog, but the vendor ignored him.

"Vendor!" called Mr Johnson.

"Yes sir!" said a voice.

The voice was Grover.

Mr Johnson was surprised.

"Oh no!" he cried. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, observe the cap and license sir!" said Grover. "I am selling hot dogs! Would you like to buy one?"

"Why, yes I do!" said Mr Johnson. "But hurry along, I want to catch a foul ball!"

"What would you like on your hot dog?" asked Grover.

"Just give me a plain hot dog!"

Just then, a foul ball approached Mr Johnson.

"Here it comes!"

Mr Johnson was just about to catch the foul ball, but the fan sitting next to him caught it, because Grover tackled Mr Johnson right before the ball approached.

Mr Johnson was not happy.

"Why did you do that?" asked Mr Johnson.

"I was just protecting you sir!" replied Grover.

"Protecting me?! I wanted to catch the foul ball!"

"I didn't want the ball to hit your cute blue head!"

"It wasn't! All I was trying to do was catch the foul ball!"

"Well I am sorry sir! I was trying to shield you from injury!"

"Just give me a hot dog!" ordered Mr Johnson. "Actually, now I want mustard on it!"

As Grover was making the hot dog, another foul ball approached.

"I'm going to get it this time!" said Mr Johnson.

Once again, Mr Johnson tackled Grover.

Now Mr Johnson was angry.

"You did it again! You tackled me just as I was to catch a foul ball!"

"Perhaps the ball was going to hit you in your cute pink nose." said Grover.

"No it wasn't! Now please serve me a hot dog!"

Once again, another foul ball approached.

The ball went high-above the stands, but Mr Johnson was tackled again by Grover.

"You know what my dream was today?"

"What?" asked Grover.

"To catch a foul ball. And did I catch one? No, because you kept tackling me! Just go away!"

What Mr Johnson didn't know was that another foul ball was approaching.

The ball hit Mr Johnson in the head, and landed in Grover's hand.

Grover was surprised.

"I caught the ball!"

Everyone roared, and Mr Johnson fell to the ground, as Grover gave everyone free hot dogs!