Oh yeah, that is why I wasn’t going to watch it.
Some year when Mark was 10 or so and Elizabeth was about 7, Sue, the kids, and I went to the Field of Dreams in Dyersville before they gussied it up for a MLB game. The field and the corn fields were just as they are in the movie, and there was a continuous pickup baseball game in progress featuring whoever got out of cars and busses and came onto the field to play.
We brought our gloves from Texas to Iowa, of course, and Mark, Elizabeth, and I played a few innings. I have a photo Sue took of the three of us in front of the corn. That was a fun day I will always remember.
Nobody wants to talk to that redhead, and she don’t wanna talk to nobody neither.
Field of Dreams? MORE LIKE FIELD OF SCREAMS.
Suck it, Yankees.
My new favorite player:
The funniest part to me is that they were right handed clubs
Brilliant.
It was a left-handed bat though.
I didn’t watch the Field of Dreams game yesterday. We drove down to Port O’Connor and got back late, but by complete happenstance we listened to an audiobook of Eight Men Out. This morning I watched the Yankees and the White Sox take the field with Kevin Costner. That’s pretty powerful stuff.
I did not watch the game, but the powerful entrance, and Tim Anderson’s Yankee-killing blast were great highlights.
I loved the entrance from the cornfield. It was completely hackneyed and sappy, and I loved every second of it.
Looked like a great atmosphere, and the Yankees lost. What’s not to like?
Also: More ballgames should be played in cornfields. Failing that, I’d like “into the corn” to become a more common phrase for home run calls in regular ballparks.
The most-watched regular season game in 16 years. Expect more of these from MLB.
I was a total mark for it. I loved the whole thing, with open knowledge of how hacky, contrived, and exploitative the whole thing was. I feel the same way about the movie.
A hell of an ending to that game though.
I really like to watch Anderson play. I thought it was interesting that he was cast as Jose Altuve.
My second-favorite episode of “contact-hitting middle infielder who struggled for a couple of years before breaking out as a superstar smashes a walkoff dinger against the Yankees.”
I liked it too, a lot, but today I couldn’t get it out of my craw that they had Geico ads up everywhere and Nike swooshes on the uniforms.
The movie was hardly “exploitive,” whatever that means. I could not believe a movie could be made from “Shoeless Joe,” but I loved it.
Well, nothing screams old timey baseball as much as advertising plastered all over the outfield walls.
It’s one of my favorite movies too.