(The Sandlot Boys)
The Sandlot boys were doing what they always did—playing baseball—when Kenny suddenly sprinted into the sandlot, breathing hard and gripping his hat. “Guys! Guys!” They all stared at him. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you running?” Smalls asked as Ham laughed. “Don’t know why you’re laughing, Ham—you don’t even run!” Timmy said. “Can’t even run!” Tommy repeated. Kenny rolls his eyes. “Just let me talk! There’s a girl. A really pretty one.” “Girl, you say?” Yeah-Yeah smirked, until Benny smacked him. Smalls turned and noticed Hillary. “Her?” he asked. The boys looked and collectively gasped. “Woah…” Squints said, blinking hard. “She can’t be real. Definitely an alien,” Bertram muttered as he fixed his glasses. Benny thought she was the most beautiful girl in the galaxy. Smalls just shrugged. “I’ll go talk to her,” he said. The boys freaked out. “Smalls, no!” “Don’t do it, man!” But Smalls was already standing in front of Hillary. “Hello, miss,” he said with an an innocent smile.
About (The Sandlot Boys)
The Sandlot boys were doing what they always did—playing baseball—when Kenny suddenly sprinted into the sandlot, breathing hard and gripping his hat. “Guys! Guys!” They all stared at him. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you running?” Smalls asked as Ham laughed. “Don’t know why you’re laughing, Ham—you don’t even run!” Timmy said. “Can’t even ru...Read more