Punny Pinkie: Popfly

"Back from where I'm from, it's called baseball."
>You hold the ball and bat firmly in your hand, showing the six ponies.
>They look at the objects curiously, inspecting their every stitch and splinter.
>"What do ya do?" Applejack asks, her eyebrow raised.
"Well, there's two teams..."
>You go on to explain the rules and elements of the game.
>They all seem willing to play, except for Rarity who insisted that the game was "too dirty" and "wasn't ladylike".
>Handing them each a glove, you stop for a moment and look at them as they place them over their hooves.
"How the fuck are they supposed to use it?" you ask yourself.
>Taking the ball, you throw it to Rainbow Dash.
"Think fast."
>She lifts up her hoof and catches the ball.
>You raise your hand up, ready to ask the question, but put it back, telling yourself it was best not to ask.
"Alright, let's pick out positions!" you exclaim as they gather around you.
>"I'm definitely batting!" Rainbow blurts out, grabbing the bat with her teeth as she runs to home plate.
>"Ah guess ah'll be catcher then," Applejack mentions, following closely behind Rainbow.
>Turning around, you look at Twilight and Pinkie.
"Twilight, I think you'd make a suitable shortstop, so just stand right between second and third base."
>Twilight gives a small nod and runs to her position, leaving only Pinkie behind.
"Pinkie, you take outfield."
>"Okey dokey!"
>She sprints off toward center field as you take the mound.
>Giving Applejack a nod, you pitch a fast ball over homeplate, only to be cracked by Rainbow.
>The ball flies overhead towards center field, straight for Pinkie.
>The ball falls and smacks her right in the face.
>Everyone runs up to her, scared for her safety.
"Pinkie, are you alright?!"
>She gives off a devilish grin as her eye begins to swell up.
>"I was wondering why the ball was getting bigger, then it hit me!"