Take 10: Unforgiven
"Theres NO crying in Baseball!" -everyone knows that; unless, alone, in the locker room, having failed to hit that critical Home Run, theres no-one there to look into your eyes.
There was a time...when a free keg of beer would be provide for the after-game celebration OR ruination with which to drowned your sorrows.
These days? -Zero. Not counting the "franchaise" asshole waiting in the corridor for your autograph, casually yakking with the pensive dude who wants to sell you some "ludes".
In the unforgetable, forever haunting "grand-daddy" of ALL Western movies, Clint Eastwoods: "Unforgiven".... flamboyent English Dave... plays with emotional fire (in the form of/with) Little Bill... and is severely punished for his frivilous humanity. Yet it is clear. He DOES know Love or IS in touch with real emotions.
His nemisis, Little Bill? -sharing NO such elements of the human spirit; nevertheless, he too, finally succumbs to a flailing sense of love ("I was building my house"), too little, too late....at the hands of the grim reaper in the shape of Clint Eastwood.
He is executed.
Too right, my friends! There IS no crying in Baseball.
I think I,ll pour myself a Scotch!
c 2011/dec/dave delacroix/Lord Borgo/Piacenza/on the way to the "super-mercato to by some Morretti/Sunday, yup! -bloody foggy Sunday.
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