A recent Scottish immigrant attends his first baseball game in his new country, and after a base hit, he hears the fans roaring, "Run... run!"

The next batter connects heavily with the ball, and the Scotsman stands up and roars with the crowd in his thick accent: "R-r-r-un, yah bastard. R-r-run!"

A third batter slams a hit, and again the Scotsman, obviously pleased with his knowledge of the game, screams, "R-r-r-un ya bastard, r-r-run will ya!"

The next batter held his swing at three and two, and as the ump calls a walk, the Scotsman stands up, yelling, "R-r-r-un ya bastard, r-r-run!"

All the surrounding fans giggle quietly, and the Scotsman sits down, confused. A friendly fan, sensing his embarrassment, whispers, "He doesn't have to run; he's got four balls."

The Scotsman stands up in disbelief and shouts, "Wahlk with prrride, man!"