Once upon a time, in the magical fairy kingdom of Chicago, there lived a rabbit. His name was Rabbit -- George Herman Rabbit. Rabbit played baseball, and was known far and wide as the Greatest Rabbit Ballplayer. He played for the Chicago Hares, and had set many Rabbit League records, and was certain to gain admittance to the fabled Rabbit League Baseball Hall of Fame, even though the writers of the Baseball Writers Association of Animalica were mostly rubbish-headed clodpates who cared more about useless things like bunting and nebulous concepts like "energy" and "hustle" than they did about the fact that George Herman Rabbit once hit a baseball so hard he broke everybody's bat.

One day, the queen of Chicago, the lovely honey-haired hare Roma Manual, called for Rabbit. "Rabbit," she said to him, "those terrible Grumplins are hoarding all the Magic Carrots. That is not very fair! As the Greatest Rabbit Ballplayer, the duty falls to you to recover the Magic Carrots and give them to people who need them more."

"Of course, your eminence," came Rabbit's reply, and, shouldering his trusty bat, he headed off into the verdant fields of Chicago to reclaim the Magic Carrots from the greedy Grumplins.