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Tim Robbins may have looked more awkward trying to act like an athlete than anyone else who ever wore a jersey, but somehow we got over it as his portrayal of the flame throwing pitcher, Ebby Calvin “Nuke” LaLoosh was very enjoyable. Sure, he was a little slow on the uptake, but that made him a perfect counter for Crash Davis; the Zen Master of Minor League Baseball. LaLoosh made it to the show; due to his natural talents, and in his last scene, he was showing the last lesson from Davis; the art of the baseball clichés.

Geena Davis’ Dottie Hinson (a composite of actual star players from the All American Girls Professional Baseball League) was the focal point of the excellent ensemble film about the aforementioned league that started in World War II. Davis may have been a last minute substitution for Debra Winger, but she looked every bit the best player and on field leader of the Rockford Peaches, the team she was the Catcher for. If any player on this version of the Peaches makes the Fictitious Athlete Hall of Fame, Dottie Hinson is probably the one that should go in. The Bullet Points: Movie Appeared: A League of Their Own (1992) Actor: Geena Davis Position Portrayed: Catcher Played for: Rockford Peaches Why you should vote for her: If you are looking to vote for a female, this is one of the best characters available. Why you should not vote for her: We are penalizing Hinson for being married to be Bill Pullman. {youtube}
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Brought in for comic relief, Rosie O’Donnell (Doris Murphy) was also the tough and insecure one of the team. Like Madonna (who would become her close friend), O’Donnell was at her best in a role like this, where she did not have to carry a movie; something she would prove over and over again that she could not do. Still, O’Donnell was decent here, and we would not be surprised to see a few votes cast this way.

In this mess of a movie, we remember three things. The first is that Rebecca DeMornay was scorching hot. The second was that there was no way we believed that Darryl Palmer was seriously able to chase Roger Maris’ record. The third was that we thought Neil Simon never watched Baseball. Sadly we will admit that this film is a strange guilty pleasure of our, and we wager we are not alone in that.