The NES Series:
Baseball
"Batter's in position. Here comes the pitch. He swings. Oh, strike one!"
Olimar stumbled down the bleachers, carrying a cartoonishly overstacked pile of snacks. He sat down next to Villager and started handing him items from the pile.
"So, what did I miss?"
"We've got a man on second and third, and two outs," Villager said, tearing open a pack of licorice. "Let's hope this guy can serve up a home run."
"Nice," Olimar said, taking a sip from his cola. He dug into his bag and pulled out the list he'd been compiling. "So we're checking out 1983's Baseball today, huh? Good pick. Some consider it to be one of the most important contributing factors to the NES's success. I suppose it wouldn't be too hard to make a character out of one of these players."
"I guess so," Villager said, munching on his licorice.
"Let's see," Olimar said, sketching on a piece of scratch paper. "The bat could be the main weapon, special moves could be pitching, sliding, and catching, and I'll bet we could come up with a creative way to turn a home run into a final smash."
"Sure, whatever."
Olimar looked up at Villager and put down his pen. "Hey, what's up, kid? Normally, you're the one figuring out all this stuff."
"Sorry," Villager said. "It's just . . . It's been a long week so far. Do we have to work today? Can't we just enjoy the game?"
Olimar studied Villager for a minute, then looked back at his list. "Sure," he said, stowing his paper and pen back in his bag. "Let's enjoy the game."
Olimar stowed the bag under his feet and sat back in his seat. He held out a large bag of popcorn to Villager. "Popcorn?"