What's wrong with my butt? She means those words to be directed toward the woman beside her, not him. But he can't stop himself from answering. Not when her ass is the most magnificent thing he's seen in his life. Apparently, answering her with 'not a damn thing' wasn't what she was expecting. She likely wasn't expecting the baseball she took to the face at his next at bat, either. All it takes is one ill-fated foul ball, and George Hoffman, Lumberjacks...