Post Oak

a baseball league full of rich, spoiled children who’s parents buy helmets, uniforms, gloves, and bats for the entire team. a league that they are the best for some reason. also, the facilities are 20 million dollars and kids go do drugs there.
post oak player speaking to another

post oak player- “dude so yesterday, my dad bought me 3 bats and 2 gloves at barcelona. and i got this flat hat and im going to be boss and leave the sticker on the bill.”

sbmsa kid- “hey guys u talking about baseball?

post oak kids-” dude just get out of here. ur bat isnt even an exo. and its a drop 8. we use drop 3’s because we’re training for the pros. our fences are like 900 feeet and urs are like 5 feet. we have boss b-ss increasing speakers for music that we play between innings. the slowest pitcher only throws 70 mph. our team does work. urs doesn’t. we threw curve b-lls in 2nd grade. we wear face masks because these pitchers throw heat. here’s how it works, punk: everyone on the north side of i-10 sucks at baseball. everyone south of it rocks at baseball. ok? get it right f-g.”

sbmsa kid- “dude.”

post oak kids “dude, this kid’s quick! hes got jokes! come on gang, let’s go practice batting at baseball usa all weekend.”