Critic Reviews

It's no surprise, and it's trite, but sometimes fun -- and not magic -- is more than enough.

Fuzzy, feel-good movie about baseball, babes and believing in yourself.

Under Michael Tollin's direction, Prinze does well in what is surely the most complex character he has played on the screen.

Haphazard mix of boisterously crude comedy, romantic entanglements, class-conscious clashes and intensely competitive hardball.

Freddie Prinze Jr. has a look in his eye that is equal parts self-infatuation and boyish flash of fear.

A fuzzy, feel-good movie about baseball, babes and believing in yourself.

A lifelong baseball enthusiast, director and co-producer Mike Tollin -- persuaded many real-life baseball figures to make cameo appearances.

Whenever we're not at the ballpark, the film falls back on teenage relationship clichés. That's most of what's wrong with it, actually.

Too bad the movie didn't take its own advice and risk coming up with a fresh story.

The screenplay, with its relentlessly schematic characters saying relentlessly schematic things, is so moronic that it makes you long for a documentary on the real Cape League.