shhh...don't tell anyone: fever pitch

Shhh...don't tell anyone, but I LOVE Fever Pitch.

No, it's not the best movie in the world. It's not even the best romantic comedy (Annie Hall). It's ripe with clichés and tired jokes. But you know what? I don't care one bit. I can't help what entertains me.

I'm not sure what it is. It may be the fact that Jimmy Fallon plays a teacher in the movie. This is the only thing I've ever watched with him in it that doesn't leave me terribly annoyed or feeling like someone was trying to shove a Discount Store version of Adam Sandler down my throat. It may be the fact that one of my dreams is to get Dodgers season tickets, so I can go to every game during the summers when I'm not teaching. It may be the fact that Annie Hall AND Road House get name dropped. It may even be because it's based (very loosely, mind you) on a great Nick Hornby book.

I'm not exactly sure. All I know is that it's baseball season, and every baseball season, I (We now) curl up on the couch and pop in my copy of Fever Pitch. It never ceases to entertain. And I'm no longer afraid to admit that.