You both grab your bats and head toward the door. The banging on the door has quieted, but you can still hear hungry groans and angry snarls outside. As he quietly and slowly moves the chair barring the door, Yount shoots you a grin, and as he swings the door open he yells, “Play ball!” Bursting into the hallway, you see a hulking creature blocking your escape. Crap! It’s what-used-to-be-Dave Parker. Without mercy, you swing hard at his bad knees. His legs shatter, and he drops to your height. Yount’s swing finds his head and tears his scalp. Bone shines white as you bring your bat around again. The skull shatters like a cracked egg and a shrunken brain slides out the gaping hole, landing on the floor with a soft plop. You work your way down the hall, bashing middle relievers and the occasional utility infielder, until you make it back to the dugout. Do you...
Divide and conquer - Split their attention. Go to Card #711
Unite and rule - It’s Robin Yount! Go to Card #201
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