Zubassballe grinned madly at the sight of Thor hitting the ball. Not mad as in angry, but mad as in crazy, because why grin if you're angry? But that's besides the point. What is the point is that this was indeed very interesting. He already found a player skilled enough with baseball to match his super tail toss attack! He let out a hearty laugh as he just stood there watching the events that were now unfolding, not bothering to interfere or else the play would end right then and there due to his tail easily able to grab the ball as it flew overhead and then smack Thor right in the face with it while he was distracted by the big tentacle-y fellow. Instead it flew past him, hopefully into the waiting hands of one of his demons or recruits, but he didn't bother checking on that.

His attention turned to the bleachers as an all too eager fan clearly wanted to become more than just an average fan and join the game as well. Zubassballe was going to mention that it was against the rules to just burst out like that, but then he remembered it actually wasn't against the rules, he just forgot to include that specific detail into the rulebook. He simply said that each team could only have 9 players out on the field at a time, not mentioning that fans can't also do their own thing. Oh well. He didn't mind that more fresh meat would be charging into the fray to add to the chaos so wouldn't throw a hissy fit, and maybe this guy would become an official player anyways.

"New rule," his voice boomed. "You can only enter the game from the bleachers if you're interesting. Otherwise, leave things to us master professionals." He flexed his muscles, did a few poses, and then ran out of things to do so just watched some more.