And, for the love of Mike, it seems I've seen this picture before, too. Same old formula.

They bring it right to the very end with a no hitter and mix in a silly love story that didn't work or click for me.

I found nothing new or fresh, with no surprises. But I did focus on the outfield and tried to watch the grass grow. Then I realized it's just astroturf anyway.

The baseball sequences in this film are a visual treat, showing us that Sam Raimi has a director's eye--whether it be horror or sports films.

But Kevin Costner has fallen into a rut when it comes to sentimental schlock and predictable endings, making what could have been a truly great film into just a typical one.

(Sung to Gordy's own ukelele accompaniment)
G7:
All summer long we sang a song and
C6:
strolled the gold-en
Cm6:
sand,
G:
Two sweet-hearts
Am7:
and
D7:
the
G:
summer wind,
G6:
the summer wind.

As the song suggests, this movie is a romance about a man and woman, and also a romance about the legend of baseball.

Kevin Costner is excellent playing a washed-up pitcher in this romantic poem to baseball.

For Love of the Game hits a grand slam in my view.