I think that everyone has a movie that they are physically unable to pass up. While flipping through their television, they come across this movie and are stuck in the chair and sucked in for the remainder of the film. For some, it might be Braveheart. Others may fancy National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. Others still, like Lindsay, choose Bridget Jones' Diary time and time again.

Mine? Major League.

Talk about guilty pleasures.

Yes, that Major League. A badass Charlie "I look like a banker in this" Sheen, a very young Wesley "Going somewhere meat?" Snipes, a snotty-pretty-boy Corbin "What do you want me to do -- dive for it?" Bernson, an annoying-but-not-nearly-as-annoying-as-usual Tom "lay down the bunt" Berrenger, Rene "hard to get" Russo rocking the 80s hair, the dude that played the presidential candidate on 24 and Bob "Juuust a bit outside" Ueker. Yes, America, you have got to love Major League.

I know I do.

By my estimations, I've watched Major League at least 30 times -- at least. In high school, before every baseball game, my good buddies on the team and I would all gather and watch Major League. The VHS tape started to wear a bit, but still -- talk about pure inspiration: The County Stadium crowd belting out "Wild Thing" while Rick "Wild Thing" Vaughn heads to the mound from the bullpen.

Even now, I know every line of dialogue, what's gonna happen before it happens -- and yet, if I'm flipping through the dish and I see "Major League" on any channel, I'll stop whatever I'm doing and watch it. I think Lindsay hates me for it. Rightfully so. It's even funnier to watch Major League on TNT (it's a new classic, baby!), where they have the horribly done overdubs. It's like they found a 98 year old semi-literate Swedish Goat Farmer that smokes 8 packs a day and speaks about 5 words of English and thought -- Hey! I bet he sounds just like Corbin Bernson!.

"Let's cut the crap, Vaughn. I've only got one thing to say to you: Strike this *totally different, waaay lower and way slower voice* guy out."

I don't think it can possibly get any better than that. I mean -- can it?

I know it's kind of sad to admit, but I've got to come clean -- the last 15 to 20 minutes of the movie still, to this very day, still gives me chills.

I can't explain it, can't put my finger on why. Maybe it's the music. Maybe it's the cheesy story. Maybe it's the acting. Maybe it's the writing. I doubt it's really any of those... It's -- it's just there. I love it, too.

The next step down from Major League in my must watch movies? Well, it has to be Short Circuit 2. It's always on HBO (I mean always! Why?), and I always have to watch it. But that, friends, is another tale for another time.

Thanks for stopping by and listening to me drivel on and on,
Eric