I got a phone call last night at 12am

Dat: hmm.. Hello?
Varitek: Hey, Dat It's Jason Varitek. Tony needs to talk to you.
Dat: Oh, Hey, Tek. Yeah. I want to talk to Tony too. Tough game tonight. Nice hit in the 6th, man.

Varitek: Yeah, tough game. Hold on a sec.

(pause. In the back ground..tek: Tony...Yo, Tony!)

Tony: Hey, Dat..Listen, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for that error that...(interrrupt).
Dat: WTF? routine double playball...(pause) nevermind. It could have happened to anyone.
Tony: I know, but we had the game.
Dat: Don't worry about it. Tell Well's to quit leaving his curve ball hanging like that. My grandma could have hit that.
Tony: ha, yeah.
Dat: You've been clutch man. That was a good hit and great run in the top of the 9th.
Tony: Thanks, man.
Dat: And don't get so down on yourself. Boston can be very harsh, but we'll rewards our heros graciously.
Tony: I really appreciate that, man. So how is everything going for you?
Dat: You know. The same old. Been writing a lot, reading a lot. Ever read Vanity Fair?
Tony: No, but i saw the movie...horrible.
Dat: yeah, so is the book. I'm half way into it and I don't think I can read any more.
Tony: Balls.
Dat: ah, shit man. You hit one out friday night and your name will be cleared.
Tony: Thanks, man. Listen Tek, wants to talk to you.
Dat: yeah, put him on.
Varitek: You think we should start Clement game five if we have to?
Dat: You let him start, but have Arroyo ready to go in. What is that disgrace doing?
Varitek: playing the guitar.
Dat: No, the other guy, Clement.
Varitek: Oh, he's baking a cake. Helps him relax.
Dat: ah, damn. Just make sure he has his head right next time he's holding that ball.
Varitek: Will do, man. So how are the ladies treating you?
Dat: Like a nice guy.
Varitek: Just rock out.
Dat: Rock out?
Varitek: Rock the F out.
Dat: Werd. You better Rock out against them White Sox!
Varitek: Cowboy up.
Dat:Yeah, Cowboy it up. Later, Tek.
Varitek: One.