Announcer: Welcome to Central Ballpark! It's a beautiful day for some baseball! Today's teams are the Ho-monkeys
Envy: It's Homunculi!!!
Announcer: Yeah, that's what I said, Ho-monkeys. Against our very own Army! *cheer cheer*
*Two teams take the field*
Ann: We start with the visiting team, the Ho-monkeys. Pitching is Envy, catching is Gluttony, on First is Wrath, on second is Pride... what's the Fuhrer doing out there? Oh well. Greed as shortstop and Sloth on third rounds out the infield. In the oufield are Scar at right (the stands are oddly empty over there...) Kimbley at what's left of center field, and Lust in left field. Let's hear it for them! *just some polite clapping, but an excessive amount of catcalls and hoots are coming out of left field*
Ann: And now, your very own, with Colonel Roy Mustang as their captain *at the mention of the name, the women in the stadium squeal with delight*, Army! *loud cheers and applause with a rockin' soundtrack*
Ann: Pitching is Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes, Alphonse Elric is behind the plate, Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye is on first, Lieutenant Jean Havoc is on second, Edward Elric is Short and-
Ed: WHO'RE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE CAN'T SEE OVER HE PITCHER'S MOUND?!?!
Ann: Shortstop, Edward.
Ed:I'll get that stupid Colonel for this *he looks at the other end of the dugout to see Roy flirting with some of the girls in the stands, Hawkeye was pretending not to notice*
Ann: Warrant Officer Farman is on third. The outfield consists of Major Armstrong in right, Colonel Mustang at center, and Lieutenant Fury at left. The Ho-Monkeys will bat first.
*Everyone takes the field, Ed can be smoldering with anger in his position, Al is sweatdropping*
I'll continue if people want, or it can become a group project. I hope it's as funny as I think it is.