Filed under: Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians groundscrew, Major League, Stephen Strasburg | Tags: baseball, Baseball movies, Cleveland Indians, Lou Brown, Major League, Major League movie, MLB, Stephen Strasburg, Strasburg, Washington Nationals
You all know about home-field advantage but I know how good these guys are.
They may not have liked my team, but after Stephen Strasburg‘s struggles on Sunday it’s readily apparent that they don’t like him, either.
— Lou Brown
Filed under: Major League | Tags: 2010 Cleveland Indians Season Preview, baseball, Clevland Indians, Indians, Major League, MLB
Filed under: Jake Taylor, Major League | Tags: baseball, Cleveland Indians, Indians, indians major league movie, Jake Taylor, Lynn Westland, Lynn Westland-Taylor, Major League, MLB, Rene Russo, Tom Berenger
You might have seen these on the Major League “Wild Thing Edition” DVD’s photo gallery but not even realized what they were.
But thanks to Mrs. Taylor’s scrapbook, we’ve gotten a look at a couple of scenes that were cut from the documentary on my 1988 Cleveland Indians — footage lost forever to the cutting room floor.
Above is a snapshot from Jake and Lynn‘s wedding at All Saints on Euclid after the season. Our team saluted the happy couple on their way out of the church. (Interesting note for the game-used baseball bat collectors — my team only used Louisville Sluggers in the movie but you can see some Rawlings bats above.)
Filed under: Gentry, Major League, Meet the team | Tags: baseball, Cleveland Indians, Gentry, indians major league movie, Major League, Major League baseball, Red-tag season
Sure. there’s a new season upon us. But there’s one thing I never really liked to see during spring training — red-tag season.
I always felt bad that Bobby Gentry was singled out in the documentary about my 1988 Indians team. We made several rounds of cuts, but only Gentry here was shown getting a legitimate red tag.
He was sent down to Colorado Springs, our brand-new Triple-A club that was managed by former big-leaguer Steve Swisher that season, and he did pretty well but it wasn’t enough to get back to the bigs.
He later became a long-time fielding coach for the San Diego Padres, and I hear his boy made his big-league debut last season.
— Lou Brown
Filed under: Baseball cards, Fleer, Major League, Major League II, Major League: Back to the Minors, Pedro Cerrano | Tags: 1989 Fleer, baseball, Baseball cards, Dennis Haysbert, Fleer, indians major league movie, Jobu, Lou Brown, Major League, MLB, Pedro Cerrano, Ricky Vaughn, Willie Mayes Hayes
Did you know Fleer pulled this card from its 1989 baseball card set while fixing the Billy Ripken error?
Pedro Cerrano appeared on card No. 402 until someone spotted him and replaced him with Dave Clark. It was a change that was so subtle it didn’t even require a change to the alphabetical order on the checklist.
(We heard that Fleer’s CEO just couldn’t allow the Tribe’s voodoo warrior on a card — he thought it gave off the wrong impression to youngsters. Little did he know what was on the knob of Ripken’s bat. But then that’s all just an urban myth, anyway … right?)
Filed under: "That bitch" Rachel Phelps, Baseball cards, Billy "Downtown" Anderson, Duke Temple, Gus Cantrell, Harry Doyle, Hog Ellis, Isuro "Taka" Tanaka, Juan Lopez, Major League: Back to the Minors, Pedro Cerrano, Pops Morgan, Roger Dorn, Rube Baker, Tanaka | Tags: baseball, Baseball movies, Corbin Bernsen, Dennis Haysbert, Gus Cantrell, Harry Doyle, indians major league movie, Jobu, Major League, Major League: Back to the Minors, MiLB, MLB, Pedro Cerrano, Roger Dorn, Scott Bakula
The off-season is like watching Major League: Back To The Minors — you just can’t wait for it to end.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not the worst baseball movie I have ever seen — even if it takes the Major League name created by my boys, my Cleveland Indians, and stomps it into the ground complete with a bee sting in the ass.
From the mascot? We could only be so lucky — that’s one big bee. (And he’s got an attitude as you can see at left.)
It’s worth watching once, OK maybe twice, just so you can get the full impact of computer-generated baseballs — from the pitcher’s hand to the plate and off the bat and into the outfield — along with Ted McGinley.
The Ted McGinley.
(Can’t hate Scott Bakula, err Gus Cantrell … he’s all this movie’s got.)
If it had nothing to do with the Major League franchise, then some of the players might be acceptable, funny, characters. But what they did to Pedro Cerrano once again?
And how did Roger Dorn find all that money to buy the Minnesota Twins when “that bitch” Rachel Phelps took him to the cleaners when he owned the Tribe? And when did Harry Doyle lose his job in Cleveland?
Painful.
But at least there are baseball cards.
See them all below.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: baseball, Major League, MLB, sports movies
Things have been slow around here not because there’s not plenty of Major League goodness, but because I hate the off-season. While Major League is always in season, it’s just tougher to get into baseball mode when there’s, well, no baseball.
That said, I do have something in the works coming soon…
Until then, poke around on youhitlikeshit.com and you might find some cool stuff.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Meet the team, Roger Dorn | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Baseball movies, Cleveland Indians, Corbin Bernsen, Donruss, indians major league movie, Lou Brown, Major League, MLB, Roger Dorn
Roger Dorn.
I never really liked that guy — probably because his car cost more than I made in my last five seasons managing the Toledo Mud Hens combined.
Then, again, I did manage to get him a good deal on some whitewalls at Tire World. After that — and our pennant — he gave me a Rolex, so I can’t complain.
Once he got over my stance on calisthenics, and stopped acting like he was centerstage in the Playa Tijuana bullfighting stadium, he became quite a spark for my team. For some reason, he also seemed to listen to Jake Taylor a little more as the season progressed. And he always seemed to light a fire under Ricky Vaughn, too.
He’s good with his investments, so I’m sure he’s rebounded quite well from his short-lived stint as the Indians owner.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Eddie Harris, Meet the team | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Chelcie Ross, Cleveland Indians, Eddie Harris, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB
Eddie Harris may have been an old junk-baller, but he got the job done for us against the Yankees and that’s all that matters.
And those damned sportswriters need to lay off on the conspiracies about Crisco, Bardahl, Vagisil, Vaseline and especially jalapenos.
Those were just his endorsement deals, guys. (Well, except Vagisil. I don’t know where they got that from … )
Ol’ Eddie put plenty on the ball — just like Hall of Famer Gaylord Perry.
And it’s his veteran arm and presence in the clubhouse that mattered most.
Filed under: Baseball cards, Donruss, Meet the team, Willie Mays Hayes | Tags: 1989 Donruss, baseball, Baseball cards, Black Hammer, Cleveland Indians, indians major league movie, Major League, MLB, Omar Epps, Wesley Snipes, White Lightning, Willie Mays Hayes
Looking back on baseball’s steroid era and all of its allegedly tainted stars, one would have never guessed that some fingers might be pointing at Willie Mays Hayes.
I don’t think I buy it. I mean, the guy’s listed at 160 pounds on our roster. And this guy was more concerned about his shoes and his batting gloves than working out. (Great taste in cars, too.)
Just like Tony LaRussa‘s talented squads in Oakland and St. Louis, my entire roster has always been clean. Lou Brown doesn’t tolerate cheaters. (Well, except Eddie Harris — but he was only around my first season.)
Sure, Hayes bulked up over the winter after his rookie year — probably to star in Black Hammer, White Lightning with Jesse “The Body” Ventura (great flick; see the trailer after the jump).
But some people say he looked a lot different in Major League II. And, sure, he developed some power. But I still don’t buy it.
Then again, that guy sure could do a lot of push-ups …