The other day, I was picking out some movies to give to my nephew, who just graduated from high school and who hinted that he’d like, as a gift from me, some great DVDs for his collection. I was having fun choosing some classics that I thought he’d like . . . a little Hitchcock here, a little Kubrick there . . . and then I thought I should include a sports movie, as he loves sports. But I only truly love one sports movie that I can think of: “Bull Durham,” which celebrates its 25th anniversary this year. So that one went in the pile. This movie, which I remember seeing at a multiplex 25 years ago (yes, I might be old), is clever, romantic, literate, sexy, breezy, wildly funny — and, along the way, says some pretty wise things about baseball. I love it, every time. Here’s just one of its classic moments — and might serve to educate anyone who just saw “Man of Steel” and is wondering why Kevin Costner is a big deal:
It’s my favorite sports movie, hands down — how can you not love a movie that has a main character named Ebby Calvin LaLoosh? — but is it yours? Do tell.