Yamamoto

"Oh, hi!" A smile stretched across his features, blinding all of the other women in the vicinity and sending them into some sort of sexual frenzy.

"Hi, Yamamoto," you said, eying him suspiciously. He never bothered to talk to you before so you wondered what his intentions were. "What's up?"

"Not too much. Baseball season is starting soon!"

You knew that. You went to the games frequently.

"And?"

"I've seen you in the stands before, and I was just wondering…"

"If…?"

"You'd be the manager? You know the game, you know the players. You're just what we need!"

"…definitely not."