Time is winding down on the
2009 season and so is the time that I will be spending on the bus.
After tonight's trip home from
I know that I've already
written about the glories of bus travel last season.
How about bus travel by sports teams in the movies and how real those
Here are the three sports movies I immediately think of with bus travel as a key component. My thoughts on the relative believability on each follow:
It has early morning leave
times for road trips and early morning arrivals back home.
It also has the bus stopping at a diner, but the players don't get off
the bus. Instead, sack lunches are
thrown through open windows to the players by diner employees.
If a bus stops for five minutes
20 minutes into a trip, every player, coach, and staff member will find away to
get off the bus to stretch the legs a little bit.
Plus, we have never pulled in to a hotel at the same time as the "
After the evil owner takes away their propeller-driven, death-trap of an
airplane, the Cleveland Indians travel by bus.
The fact that the player's union let her get away with this stretches
credulity. So, too, does the
dramatic license of manager Lou Brown having a seat at the back of the bus.
These alone put this reality into the same world as Bigfoot and the Loch
But, it has traveling through
the night and a catcher stretched out over the seats icing an injury.
Back in 2001, Mark Carroll was an All-Star catcher for the Timber
Rattlers and he was in the seat behind me. His
foot was out in the aisle with an ice pack on it to try to take the swelling of
a sprained ankle down.
Also, on just about every team
I've been with, the manager or head coach has had a conversation with a player
regarding decisions during a bus ride. Just
like when Lou has the discussion with Ricky Vaughn about why Harris is getting
the start in the playoff game against the Yankees.
It's just that the player is asked to come up to the manager's
seat...in the front of the bus! (Side
note: This bugs me. Can you tell?
Why does this bug me? I really
The bus driver at the beginning of the movie is just this quiet guy.
By the time the Charleston Chiefs are in full-blown goon mode, he is
wearing a German Army helmet from World War II and hitting the cargo doors of
the bus with a sledgehammer. The
reason, "I'm making it look mean!"
Then, there is the scene when
the Chiefs pull into the arena and the opposing fans are there with there "GO
HOME CHIEFS!" signs.
That doesn't happen.
Neither does the way in which the Chiefs respond.
But, it has card playing, book
reading, and betting on the arrival time to the next city.
That isn't so prominent with the baseball buses on which I've
traveled. But, the hockey buses, you
bet. It must be something to do with
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