"And the air is electric here at the Central City Stadium tonight as the Talent Corp Blazers are doing well against the Wario Garlics! Its the bottom of the ninth and bases loaded. If Wario can nail a home run...its their win." the announcer said.
"Wahahaha! Its gonna be easy." Wario said with his bat held up high.
"Now...up to the plate...oh my! This is a surprise. The newest transfer instructor...Leon Kuwata!" the announcer said as Leon stepped up to the plate.
"Ha...easy peasy." Wario said as he laughed.
"We'll see about that tubby." Leon said.
"And he winds the pitch…' the announcer said as Leon tossed a ball right down the middle as it zoomed past Wario before he hit. "Strike 1!"
"Heh...he probably just got lucky." Wario chuckled.
"And next pitch…" the announcer said as the ball zoomed past Wario, burning part of his mustache. "Strike 2!"
"And one more to go." Leon said.
"You son of a…" Wario said.
"And the third pitch…" the announcer said.
"Hehehe. Unfortunately for him, this is a metal back. No way he'll…" Wario said swinging as the force of the ball literally melted a hole through the bat as the umpire caught it.
"Strike 3! The Blazers win!" the announcer said.
"Better luck next time." Leon said walking off.
"Grrrr." Wario growled.
Back at Talent Corp…
"Excellent work, Leon. With this many flood of new applicants, we should be able to keep the sports programs going for awhile longer." Victor said.
"Yeah yeah." Leon said.
"I'm a little surprised you wanted to join us since one of those reasons being you hate baseball." Victor said.
"Well...after things went south for a coalition...it didn't feel right to left this bat gather dust. It was a gift from a trusted friend. So I had two options: bounty hunting or baseball. But Mondo already took bounty hunting for himself so I went with baseball. Besides, this place offers nightly punk band practice. Oh speaking of...see ya." Leon said as he headed to an unmarked door where loud indiscriminate noise was being heard as Victor covered his ears.
"He really should stick with baseball." Victor said sighing. "Lord have mercy on anyone who actually likes this awful punk stuff."