Terence Mann (James Earl Jones) had an excellent speech in Field of Dreams.
Ray, people will come Ray. They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn up your driveway not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past. Of course, we won’t mind if you look around, you’ll say. It’s only $20 per person. They’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it: for it is money they have and peace they lack. And they’ll walk out to the bleachers; sit in shirtsleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they’ll watch the game and it’ll be as if they dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick they’ll have to brush them away from their faces. People will come Ray. The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game: it’s a part of our past, Ray. It reminds of us of all that once was good and it could be again. Oh… people will come Ray. People will most definitely come.
Baseball season has started. I’ve made it out to a couple of games already and, as always, had a great time. I never can help to think about all the baseball movies from years past or the ones we grew up on. First one that comes to mind and probably to the majority of my age group is The Sandlot.
But my favorite baseball moment on film would have to be from The Field of Dreams. The father-son moments are always heartfelt in any movie and especially in this case.
Hey Dad…….. You wanna have catch?
Son of a bitch! I just got a little teary-eyed right there. Now I’m gonna have to watch the movie when I get home.