Quoth Nancy-boy: “What I liked most about the movie, I think, is that it undermines the self-congratulatory myths we cultivate about sports in America.”
Let’s get something straight Rodge, or better yet, let’s let Billy Bob’s Morris Buttermaker ask you: “You got daddy issues or somethin’?”
Fat kids and nerds who didn’t play sports and can’t possibly understand the virtues of sport and what it teaches the 95% of children who CAN put one foot in front of the other. Teamwork, perseverance, hard work…the sheer joy of being a catcher and stepping aside to let a 60 mph fastball catch the jackass umpire right in the nuts. Hey, if he wasn’t making all those bad calls, that would have never happened.
And Roger, if you hate the “self-congratulator myths” we’re concocting, go watch the rest of the world get all hopped up on beer and Red Bull to watch a 0-0 tie. You’ll come running back to the only part of the world where a winner and a loser seem to be a necessity in sport. A tie isn’t like kissing your sister, it’s like watching your mom in a gang-bang video.
Now, about Bad News Bears [official site].
Bad: inferior, sub-standard, unfaborable, undesirable, unsatisfactory.
Look people, if you’ve already seen it, you could at least recognize that everything you need to know about Bad News Bears is in the first word of the title. I know that watching Billy Bob portray a slovenly drunk can be entertaining, but for the love of everything that is good and right…let it go Hollywood…let it go.