10. Pinch Hitter

10 Pinch Hitter It was the last inning. The score was tied. "Okay, we get last licks," Neil shouted as we ran off the field. "Gross!" I said. "I don't want to lick anything." "That means we get the last turn at

这是最后一局。 比分打平了。“好了，我们最后一击，”我们跑出球场时尼尔喊道。 “恶心!”我说。“我不想舔任何东西。” “这意味着我们有最后一次机会。

bat, dumbhead," Andrea told me. I was going to say something mean to Andrea, but Mr. Ott gathered the team around him so he could say more sports clichés. "Okay, kids," Mr. Ott said. "Wait for your pitch. Put the bat on the ball. Make contact. Take it one run at a time. This is for all the marbles." Huh? Marbles? I had no idea what he was talking about. Ryan stepped up to the plate. "Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!" we chanted. "You can do it, Ryan!" Neil shouted. But Ryan couldn't do it. He grounded out to shortstop. One out. The Dirk dorks started chanting again. You might be good at soccer!

“好吧，笨蛋，”安德里亚告诉我。 我本想对安德里亚说些刻薄的话，但奥特先生把整个团队都召集到他身边，这样他就能多说些体育方面的陈词滥调了。 “好了，孩子们，”奥特说。 “等待你的推销。把球棒放在球上。 取得联系。一次跑一次。 这是为了所有的弹珠。” 嗯?弹珠吗?我不知道他在说什么。 瑞恩走到本垒板前。 “瑞恩!瑞恩!瑞安！”我们高呼。 “你能做到的，瑞恩！”尼尔喊道。 但是瑞安做不到。他出局打游击手。 一。德克的笨蛋们又开始念叨起来。 你可能擅长足球！

You might be good at track! But when it comes to softball, You better watch your back! Michael stepped up to the plate. "Michael! Michael! Michael!" Michael struck out. Now there were two outs. It was Andrea's turn at bat. "Andrea! Andrea! Andrea!" "Get a hit, Andrea!" shouted Emily. "It ain't over till it's over!" shouted Mr. Ott. That's when the weirdest thing in the history of the world happened. A lady climbed over the fence and ran onto the field. "Oh no," groaned Mr. Ott. "Who's that?" I asked him. "Some obsessed fan?" "No," he replied. "It's my wife,

你可能擅长田径！但是当涉及到垒球时，你最好小心点！迈克尔走上本垒板。 “迈克尔!迈克尔!迈克尔!”迈克尔三振出局。 现在有两个出局了。轮到安德里亚击球了。 “安德里亚!安德里亚!安德里亚!”“命中，安德里亚！”艾米丽喊道。 “不结束就不算结束！”奥特先生喊道。 就在那时，世界历史上最奇怪的事情发生了。 一位女士爬过篱笆，跑到田野上。 “哦，不，”奥特先生呻吟道。“那是谁?”我问他。 “某个痴迷的粉丝？”“不，”他回答。 “是我妻子，

Wilma." WHAT?! Mrs. Ott ran all the way across the field until she reached our bench. "Willie Ott!" she screamed. "How did you know I was here, Wilma?" he asked. "I was watching you with binoculars all week," said Mrs. Ott. "I thought you

威尔玛。”什么? !奥特太太一路跑过田野，来到我们的长凳前。 “威利·奥特！” “你怎么知道我在这里，威尔玛？”他问。 “我整个星期都在用双筒望远镜观察你，”奥特太太说。 “我以为你

were running around carousing." I didn't know what carousing meant, but it sounded pretty bad. "No," he told Wilma. "I've been running around with these kids." "Willie Ott, you go sit down on that bench!" she ordered. Mr. Ott sat on the bench. "From now on, I'm coaching this team," said Mrs. Ott. "Get up there, girl, and get a hit!" Andrea stepped up to the plate. Morgan Brocklebank went into her windup and let the pitch fly. Andrea swung. And she connected! The ball took off like a bullet down the third-base line! The third baseman dove, but the ball skipped past him. Andrea raced for first. By the time the

我们到处狂欢。” 我不知道狂欢是什么意思，但听起来很糟糕。 “不，”他告诉威尔玛。“我一直和这些孩子们一起跑来跑去。” “威利·奥特，你到那条长凳上去坐！”她命令道。 奥特先生坐在长凳上。“从现在开始，我将指导这支球队，”奥特夫人说。 “上去，姑娘，打个球！”安德里亚走到本垒板前。 摩根·布罗克班克使出浑身解数，让球飞了起来。 安德里亚了。她接通了！球像子弹一样飞向三垒线！三垒手俯冲，但球跳过了他。 安德里亚争先跑。等到

Dirk players got to the ball, she was standing on second base. We were yelling and screaming our heads off. "Okay, who's up?" asked Mrs. Ott. "I am," said Mr. Cooper, getting off the bench. "Not anymore," said Mrs. Ott. "Sit down." Mr. Cooper sat down. Mayor Hubble walked over to our bench. "What's the problem?" he asked. "There's no problem," said Mrs. Ott. "I'm bringing in a pinch hitter." "Who?" asked Mayor Hubble. "My husband," she replied. "Willie Ott." WHAT?! Mrs. Ott picked up a bat and handed it to Mr. Ott.

德克球员拿到球时，她正站在二垒。 我们大喊大叫，尖叫得要命。 “好吧，谁上来了？”奥特太太问。 “是的，”库珀先生说着，从板凳上走了下来。 “现在不是了，”奥特太太说。 “坐下。”库珀先生坐了下来。 哈勃市长向我们的长凳走过来。 “有什么问题吗？”他问。 “没有问题，”奥特太太说。 “我要引进一名替补击球手。” “谁？”哈伯市长问。 “我丈夫，”她回答。 “威利奥特”。什么? !奥特太太拿起一根球棒递给奥特先生。