Aging minor league pitcher Gus Cantrell is planning to retire, but then Roger recruits Gus to be the manager of the South Carolina Buzz, the Twins AAA minor league team. Gus's mission is to... See full summary »
An exotic dancer marries the owner of a baseball club. He does not survive the honeymoon and she is in control of his ball club. she wants to move to warmer climes where some new stadiums have been built, but her lease has only one escape clause, poor attendance. She fields the worst team she can find. The attitude of the owner gives the misfits and losers something to rally around and they fight back. Written by
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Steve Yeager (Duke Temple), former MLB catcher for the Los Angeles Dodgers, wore #7. Tom Berenger (Jake Taylor) wears #7. See more »
In his final at-bat Jake (the catcher) has a close up of his hands with the bat on his shoulder. His knuckles are aligned incorrectly. All real baseball players know that the "knocking knuckles" must be aligned while the bat is on your shoulder in order to have straight wrists when following through with your swing. (this error happens several times during the movie from other characters). If you don't align your "knocking knuckles" correctly, one or both of your wrists will be bent and you will have difficulty swinging with power. See more »
Good morning, gentlemen, and welcome to another season of Indians baseball.
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This is one of the cleverest predictable movies of all time, and for my taste the best baseball movie. A great cast, an underdog plot, and one memorable choice after another by the writers and director make this a valentine to the foot soldiers of our national pastime. (Remember, this was 15 years ago.)
The fabulous scoreboard, the hysterical radio play-by-play of Bob Uecker, even the motley occupants of Cleveland sports bars are irresistible hooks to reel us in, after we've been hooked by the motley team of colorful has-beens and never-were's. If this is a formula, it's the right one. I deeply love this movie, and regret not having seen it in its theatrical run. (I've seen it a dozen times since.) I'm sure the audience went wild during that climactic Yankees game! How about that Dorn making a bunch of clutch plays! Didn't you love Cerrano carrying his bat around the bases with him? Jake not dusting off, and pointing, twice...man, I wish I'd been there.
Then there's the little insert, early in the story, about Jake's fantasy of hitting the winning run out of the park. What happened instead when the chips were really down?
Okay, it isn't "poetry" -- it's more of a limerick, know what I mean? Just start with three words: "There once was...." and finish it yourself! I bet you'll finish with a big smile on your face!
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