In 1980, a group of college baseball players navigate their way through the freedoms and responsibilities of unsupervised adulthood.

Beuter: [rapping the last lines] Well, hey, oh hey. This will make your day. Boy, they
call me Billy A. I like to chew and a-spit. And throw a ball a little bit. Boy, you better
stay out of my way.
Jake: Enough with that, Jake here. Just a chill dude. I'll sweep you off your feet.
No need to be crude. If I sense any question. I'll put you to the test. If it's a crime to
be sexy then you're under arrest.
Beuter: You talkin' to me?
Jake: No, can't you see?
Beuter: Well, who you talking to?
Jake: Uh, dude, not you.
Beuter: Well, okay, dude, you kinda rude. I ain't really a fan of that attitude.
Jake: As I was saying before Billy interrupted. We just having good times, baby.
Nothing too corrupted. If you need a little insight on who I am. Let me break it down for
you right now with my jam. Unlike Finn I don't drop to the knee. 'Cause I got a bigger
secret I drop to my feet. I'm the kinda guy that'll meet you after class. Take pride in my
pitching. Like Rope and his ass. Now, come over here with those luscious thighs. I'll make
you feel loved while Willy's getting high.
[fade out]