Friday, August 25, 2006

Movie Review: Fever Pitch

by Matt Sandler

There often seems to be a fine line that separates fandom from some sort of mental affliction. I consider myself a dyed-in-the-wool, true-blue, diehard Mets fan, but my passion for baseball and my favorite team does not, thank God, approach the level achieved by Ben Wrightman (Jimmy Fallon) in Fever Pitch (2005). In this highly enjoyable, sweet, and funny movie, we are somewhat shocked at the depth of his rooting interests in his beloved Red Sox. I think we can all agree that if you’re 30 and still sleeping with Red Sox sheets on your bed, you’re in some sort of crazy state of arrested development.

Al (Jack Kehler), a diehard Red Sox fan, intermittently narrates the movie. He recalls turning a young Ben (Jason Spevack) into a Sox fan when the kid moves from New Jersey to Boston. Ben grows up into a middle school math teacher, one of those educators in movies that has a great connection with his students, and seems to be on the same emotional level as them. On a school field trip to show his students how people in the real world use math, he meets the beautiful and smart Lindsey Meeks (Drew Barrymore), who does some sort of engineering consulting work. He is challenged by his students to ask her out, and he takes the dare.

They meet in October 2003, and we will see their relationship progress over the course of a year. When they meet is important; it happens right as the Yankees eliminate the Red Sox in the ALCS (the Grady Little-Pedro Martinez series). Therefore, Lindsey will be spending time over the first few months of their relationship with what she will later call “Winter Guy,” as opposed to “Summer Guy.” Winter Ben is a nice and funny guy, in that awkward Jimmy Fallon way, and he has plenty of time to spend with Lindsey due to his hours as a schoolteacher. On the other hand, Lindsey is a workaholic who is desperate to receive a promotion at her job. But Winter Guy is laidback about this, and the relationship progresses nicely.

Then Opening Day rolls around, and although Ben wants to spend it with Lindsey at the ballpark, the next six months (seven if they make the playoffs) of the 2004 baseball season will present quite a challenge. Lindsey learns the true rabid nature of Ben’s obsession with the Red Sox, and they have trouble coming to terms with how they each like to spend their time. Lindsey brings her laptop to Fenway, and gives Ben guilt about causing her to fall behind at work. Ben, on the other hand, breaks Lindsey’s heart in a particularly devastating way. Lindsey invites him to Paris for a work meeting, but he tries to get out of it because the Sox have a big home series that weekend. He realizes the error of his ways, and skips a home game against the Yankees to attend a “Great Gatsby”-themed party with Lindsey. Then, after a session of lovemaking, he calls it the best night of his life. But then he finds out that the Red Sox scored eight runs in the bottom of the ninth to beat the Yankees, and he is crushed. Lindsey is understandably furious at him, and it is surprising in these scenes that what is billed as a comedy contains moments of deep emotion and authenticity. This is a Farrelly brothers movie, after all, but as written by Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel, a screenwriting team known for the good-natured “City Slickers” and “A League of Their Own,” it achieves real poignancy.

It all comes to a head as Ben realizes that he is going to have to choose between the Sox and the love of his life. Or will he? Perhaps Lindsey will realize that making this decision is a false choice, that this couple can have their cake and eat it, too—the baseball and the love. I will leave it to you to discover what happened. The ending is fairly ridiculous, but when you have a movie that is so eager to please both men and women with the baseball angle and the romance angle, some corny license is granted.

The movie benefits from events for which it could not possibly have planned. Of course, 2004 was the year of possibly the greatest comeback in sports history, the Red Sox’ pulling out the 2004 ALCS against the Yankees after being down 3-0. The filmmakers were lucky enough to be able to film in Fenway and in St. Louis for the World Series. Sometimes, true life is indeed stranger than fiction, and the 2004 baseball playoffs were an amazing time.

The movie is based on a book by one of my favorite writers, Nick Hornby (although I have not read Fever Pitch yet). His book was about soccer, but the passion for the sport translates easily from soccer hooligans to Red Sox Nation. In the movie, Ben speaks passionately about his fandom, about being part of something larger than himself. Maybe this is only justification for immature and immoderate behavior, but it sure beats looking at Excel spreadsheets all day.

Matt Sandler's column, "The Critical Fan", appears alternate Fridays

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Questions for Doug Silversten

by Sarah (The Fanatic's Wife)

For this week’s Wild Card Wednesday, I have decided to conduct an interview with my husband (the fanatic) in the hopes that I can continue to gain a deeper understanding of his baseball obsessed ways.

Q: Doug, would you give up your left pinky to ensure that the Yankees would never again win the World Series?

A: [Pause] No…(I am slightly worried about the pause and the far off look in his eyes right now)

If George Steinbrenner was running against George Bush in the presidential election, who would get your vote?

Do I have to answer this question?

Yes.

This is painful. Next question. I don’t know what I would do.

Fair enough. If Manny was running would you vote for him?


Over George Bush? I consider that a wash.

Well, you know I’d vote for Manny. Speaking of which, how painful was the s$*@p this weekend?


It was my most painful Yankee moment since Aaron Boone.

Ah yes…it brings tears to my eyes. I had to watch the fifth game with your brother (a huge Yankee fan) giving me pitiful looks…now that was painful. But I keep telling myself that the Sox are a bunch of drama kings and that they need to keep things exciting. Do you still think they’ll make the playoffs?

Odds are no. But I don’t think it’s as unlikely as the pundits are saying.

The answer is: yes. Wildcard. Okay…I have to ask: what was it like growing up in a house with your diehard Yankee-loving father and brother? Post traumatic stress? What?

In a way it was a good thing because if it wasn’t for them, I would honestly think that all Yankee fans are evil. Just like there was some good in Darth Vader, I know deep down there is some good and they may come over from the dark side.

Deep. I love your father and brother. They are just seriously misguided. So, how bout them Mets?

Looking good. As a Met fan, I am not used to this much success. I don’t know what to do with myself. But I am past the point in worrying that they’ll blow this lead.

Are they going to the big show? Is that what you call it?


That’s when someone makes it to the major leagues.

Oh yeah. I knew that didn’t sound right. Anyway, are the Mets going to the World Series? And how much money would you pay to get seats at one of the games?

I’m a realist and odds are that the Mets will not go to the World Series. But considering that this is most likely my last year living in the city, if they make it, I’m there.

Okay, last one: would you take $10,000 to never participate in Fantasy Baseball again?

No. (No pause this time. The look is more like, “are you crazy, woman?!”)

Thank you, Doug. It has been a pleasure conducting this interview.

I love you.

Awww...how sweet. Try to keep it professional here!

"Wild Card Wednesdays" appears every Wednesday

Monday, August 21, 2006

Hawaii: A Baseball Fan's Paradise

by Doug Silversten

Hawaii? A baseball fan's paradise? "No way," you say. You are probably asking yourself if this is some sort of weird April Fool's Joke in August? Nope. I recently returned from 11 nights in Hawaii and I can assure you I mean it when I say that for a baseball fan, especially a fantasy baseball player, it doesn't get any better than Hawaii.

For starters, the weather is almost always perfect. Want to have a catch with your dad? Play some wiffleball with some friends? No need to check weather.com. Grab a ball and go.

Next, no local team. While the negative is that it takes a pretty long plane trip to see an MLB team in action, it also means that the papers cover a little bit of everything (although there seemed to be a slight focus on the Angels).

Also, there is a great fascination with Hawaiian athletes, which often means that no-name average players become superstars on the island. Who is Shane Victorino? Decent fill-in outfielder for the Phillies? Or Hawaiian hero from Wailuku whose daily accomplishments are profiled like he was the second coming of the Babe. Great stuff.

Ok, these things are nice, but a baseball fan's paradise? That's because I haven't told you about the single advantage that makes Hawaii great...the timezone! The 6 hour time difference with the East coast creates several huge plusses, for fans of all kinds:

1) You never have to worry about games ending past your bedtime. Ever. Four-hour marathon night games on the east coast end at about...5pm Hawaiian time. Those west coast late games that keep us east coaster up way past 1am? Last pitch: Maybe 4pm local time. And every paper has every boxscore...no more missing out on the West Coast games in the morning.

2) If you're a fantasy freak, what's better than a slate full of day games to keep you occupied at work. Unfortunately, unless it is getaway day, weekday afternoon games are hard to come by. Not, my friends, in Hawaii. A slate of night games across the board? No need to worry. Sit down after lunch, go to your fantasy site, and voila...let the game following begin. Fantasy nirvana.

3) And finally, the best treat ever...morning baseball! A 1pm EST game can be enjoyed in the comforts of your own bed. Enjoy your morning cup of coffee and breakfast with some meaningful, live baseball...not a mere recap of last night's game. Got to love it.

There you have it folks: As long as you have an MLB TV package, Hawaii is a baseball fan's dream. Oh, and the beaches are nice too.


Doug Silversten's column, "The Big Picture", appears alternate Mondays
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