Monday, April 11, 2005
I've got the fever
As you may recall from a post here a few weeks ago, I wanted to hate the new movie "Fever Pitch." You can't truly hate what you don't know, so I went to the theater today, grumbling through the euphemistically-named "pre-show countdown," grumbling through the trailer for a Hilary Duff movie, grumbling through the trailer for a movie about girls sharing pants, really grumbling through the trailer for "Titanic" in space, and returning to a normal level of grumbling during the unexplained and unexplainable short promoting "American Dad." Then the actual movie started.
Oh, wow, it's just so downright charming, it's impossible to hate. And it's about baseball! Johnny Damon is in several scenes! The words "Devil Rays" come out of Jimmy Fallon's mouth! I didn't even mind Tim McCarver's brief appearance! It made me forget all about that other movie called "Fever Pitch" with Colin what's-his-name.
Seriously, Levi, I highly recommend that you and Stacey see it. If nothing else, it made me want to go see another game at Fenway Park, or fall in love with Drew Barrymore (or someone similarly cute), or preferably both.
Oh, wow, it's just so downright charming, it's impossible to hate. And it's about baseball! Johnny Damon is in several scenes! The words "Devil Rays" come out of Jimmy Fallon's mouth! I didn't even mind Tim McCarver's brief appearance! It made me forget all about that other movie called "Fever Pitch" with Colin what's-his-name.
Seriously, Levi, I highly recommend that you and Stacey see it. If nothing else, it made me want to go see another game at Fenway Park, or fall in love with Drew Barrymore (or someone similarly cute), or preferably both.
Labels: devil rays, drew barrymore, fever pitch, jimmy fallon, johnny damon, red sox
