This frigging show. On any sitcom other than "Letterkenny," you might get a couple of baseball sexual double-entendres. Three at most. Something about "getting to second base" and "scoring" and then it's on to the next joke. This show's writers room scoffs at that and squeezes two fill minutes out of the premise. And each innuendo is better than the last. Come for Katy saying she wants a two-fingered heater down low, stay for the references to Dick Pole and Rusty Kuntz. And watch for the 0:45 mark when she loses it. Let's hope having baseball back with living, breathing human beings in the stands has the same effect on all of us.