The world is more straightforward than you think. (Unless you're one of THOSE people, of course, in which case it is more complicated.)
Wednesday, 2 June 2010
I love the movie; I am reading the book. Thirty-four-year-old Roy Hobbs has finally got his chance to play major league baseball. The veteran manager looks him up and down and asks what the hell he's doing there. Roy says that the scout had the authority to sign him. The manager replies:
That's right, that's what I said, but who needs a fielder old enough to be my son?