And there's the first pitch of the season!

1, 2, 3, Cubs!

-Oh? -I'm not gonna be back next season. -What?

I think this is gonna be THE season for the Cubs.

(echoing) Henry Rowengartner! The entire season is resting on Rowengartner's shoulders!

The diamond, the decorations, and the dread of yet another losing season.

Show em what you got, kid.

You think this is gonna be the season? Why would you think that?

You'll let me finish the season before you take my job, won't you?

-Henry. One more. -Show em how, Henry.

And with that, Rowengartner extends the Cubs to their longest winning streak this season - two.

Let me show you how that's done, alright?

-What a team. -Poor Mr. Carson. His last season as team owner. He must be really depressed.

So, you're gonna sit out the rest of the season on the bench, and then we're releasing you.

The Cubbies are one inning away from the division championship, completing the most improbable season in baseball history!

By the way, you're fined $500 for showing up late to practice.

-Hi Henry! -Nice to meet you Mr. Brigma. -Welcome to the big show!

Uh, if we don't sell out every game for the rest of the season, we are going to, uh, have to forfeit the franchise.

-You trying to show me up, Henry? -No! Come on guys, let's get out of here!

Don't you walk away from me when I'm talking to you! You show me some respect!