Usually, when people have a favorite team, it has to do with one of two things: either geography or loyalty to a particular person/player. More often than not, it’s the former: you grew up in L.A. so you’re a Lakers fan. Or you moved to Houston for work so you became a Rockets fan. In some cases, people root for a team because they follow a particular player or personality. Like a friend of mine who is absolutely in love with Mike D’Antoni, so he goes from loving the Suns to being a Knicks fanatic depending on where D’Antoni goes.
But neither of these were the reasons why I liked the ’95 Cleveland Indians.
What is the reason then, you ask? Two simple words: MAJOR LEAGUE.
That’s right. As in the movie MAJOR LEAGUE starring Wesley Snipes and Charlie Sheen.
You see, back then, in my diseased imagination, there could be nothing cooler than an instance of life imitating art, especially when that piece of art happens to be one of the funniest and most quotable sports movies in all of cinema history. I don’t know how many times my brother and I watched MAJOR LEAGUE, but it must have been somewhere well beyond fifty times. We watched it so many damn times that we would liberally quote the movie in daily life (and still do to this day), whether or not the person we were speaking to understood the reference.
In 2002, writer/director Todd Haynes released the film that may be remembered as his masterpiece, 
