It pretty much becomes this

huff… puff… all right. that's it. it's time for my pitch. are you ready? here goes nothing.

yep. that's right. it's literally nothing. and it's not going to be anything, either. heh heh heh… ya get it? i know i can't beat you. one of your swings… you're just gonna hit a home run so, uh. i've decided… it's not gonna BE a swing ever. i'm just gonna keep having MY pitch until you give up. even if it means we have to stand here until the end of time. capiche?