The legendary Earl Weaver - Bill Haller confrontation [NSFW]

- Behind the rubber-- - He was not! He-- Behind the rubber! - No-- - He stopped the ball behind-- - He did not go behind the rubber! - He was--well, for me he did. - You're listening to him! - Aw, I ain't listening to him, Eddie. - That's bullshit! - Behind the rubber! - Aw, bullshit! - Bullshit yourself! - You're here-- You're here, and this crew is here, just to fuck us! - Huh? - Yeah! - Boom! [crowd cheering] - Oh, that's good! That's great! And you suck! - Aw, you shit. - Yeah, you bums, you couldn't wait to get me out of it! - Aw, Earl-- - What a-- - Aw, you run yourself, Earl! You run yourself! - Get your finger off of me! - You hit me? - Yeah, 'cause you put your finger on me! - Good, I'm glad you did. I'm glad you hit me. - That's right, You're here for one goddamn specific reason. - What's that, Earl? - To fuck us! - Aw, you're full of shit. Fuck you. - That's right. For years and goddamn years and years. And don't you ever put your finger on me again! - You hit me, Earl. - You put your finger on me-- - That's okay. - Goddamn right! You get that straight-- - I didn't-- - [inaudible] - You ain't gonna knock nobody on their ass. - You do it again, and I'll knock you right in your nose! - I didn't touch you! - You pushed your finger in-- - I did not! Now you're lying! - You did, god damn it! - You're lying! - No, you are! - You are lying! - You're a big liar-- - You are a liar, Earl-- - You are! - A liar! - You are! - You stupid-- [crowd cheering] - I'll tell you something-- [cheering gets louder] - You're here for one reason: to fuck us good! - Wrong. - That's the only reason you're here. - You are wrong, Earl. - And you'll have your chance tomorrow. - Ohh-- - You got it as quick as you can-- - What is wrong with you? - You ain't no good. - Naw, you aren't either. You aren't either! - Yeah, well, you ain't no good. - You're no fucking good either. - You stink! - Yeah, you-- - Your ass will never have our games again! - I hope--what do I care? - Yeah, 'what do I care' -- - What do I care? - What are you doing here now? - Well, why don't you call the league office and ask them? - Yeah, I will! - Oh, good. - Don't think I won't! - Good. - The quicker you get out of this league-- - Yeah, the quicker you get out it'll be better, too. - Yeah, oh yeah? - That's right. - You ain't going nowhere. - You aren't, either! [crowd cheering] - You wait for five, ten fucking years from now, who's in the Hall of Fame? - Oh, you're gonna be in the Hall of Fame? - You know it! - Why? - You know it! - For fucking up World Series? - You know it! - You gonna be in the Hall of Fame for fucking up World Series? - I've won more than I've lost, kid! - Oh, no you haven't, Earl! - Games! Count games, stupid! - Aww-- [crowd cheering] - You don't even know nothing about baseball! - You better get going, Earl. - Oh, I better get going-- - You better get going. - What the hell are you gonna do about it? [crowd cheering] [cheering gets louder] Tell the truth, that you had your hands on me. - Nah, that's wrong, Earl! - No it ain't! - Wrong! [crowd cheering] - [CAMERAMAN]: Motherfuck-- what? I can't hear you. - [ANOTHER MAN]: What did he do wrong? Did that guy-- - He stopped his motion. It's called a balk. Jesus Christ. We just started this god-darned thing!