Despite the Mets' losing two of three to the Yanks, I've got baseball on the brain thanks to the Subway Series. In fact, the way the Mutts tossed the ball around the infield over the weekend, there was only one movie I could possibly pick today to add to my list.
Major League.
Major League is, by far, the most quotable baseball movie out there, and as soon as it came out, whether I was playing baseball or wiffle ball, that's all we did growing up--quote the movie. It seems like every team has one of the characters on this team. The bad-kneed veteran catcher. The old junkballer. The huge guy who can't hit a breaking ball.
So maybe Major League didn't win or get nominated for an Oscar. However, its definitely in the same park as my previous movies. (Yellowstone.) When you play baseball, there isn't a moment in the game that can't be summed up perfectly by this comedy classic.
Booted groundball?
"Come on, Dorn. Get in front of the damn ball. Don't give me this OLE bullshit!"
Team not hitting?
"Harry Doyle: That's all? One goddamn hit. Assistant: You can't say goddamn on the air. Harry Doyle: Ahh, don't worry, nobody is listening anyway."
Pitcher not going after the hitters?
"Forget the curveball, Ricky. Give 'em the heater!"
And of course, uncorking one six feet to the left of the plate?
"Juuuust a bit outside."