Best baseball movie ever. Themes weave their way throughout so subtly. Subplots are resolved effortlessly. Irony & humor take a starring role without overpowering the plot or the actors. The dialog is perfect. The music cements the symmetry. A CLASSIC!
"Baseball is like sex.
There's never been a ballplayer slept with me who didn't have the best year of his career.
Making love is like hitting a baseball:
You just gotta relax and concentrate.
Besides, I'd never sleep with a player hitting under .250, not unless he had a lot of RBI and was a great glove man up the middle.
You see, there's a certain amount of life wisdom I give these boys.
I can expand their minds.
Sometimes when I got a ballplayer alone, I'll just read Emily Dickinson or Walt Whitman to him, and the guys are so sweet, they always stay and listen.
'Course, a guy'll listen to anything, if he thinks it's foreplay.
I make them feel confident, and they make me feel safe, and pretty.
'Course, what I give them lasts a lifetime; what they give me lasts 142 games.
Sometimes it seems like a bad trade.
But bad trades are part of baseball - now who can forget Frank Robinson for Milt Pappas, for God's sake?
It's a long season and you gotta trust it.
I've tried 'em all, I really have, and the only church that truly feeds the soul, day in, day out, is the Church of Baseball."
Annie Savoy.
"Bull Durham"