C'mon Hobbs, knock the cover off the ball!

Pop Fisher: You know my mama wanted me to be a farmer.
Roy Hobbs: My dad wanted me to be a baseball player.
Pop Fisher: Well you're better than any player I ever had. And you're the best God damn hitter I ever saw. Suit up.

Pop Fisher: Batting practice tomorrow, be there!
Roy Hobbs: I have been. Every day.

I shoulda been a farmer.

People don't start playing ball at your age, they retire!

Bartholomew 'Bump' Bailey: I lost it in the sun.
Pop Fisher: [looks up at cloudy sky] Blinding.

Pop Fisher: Come on, Fowler! Throw strikes!
Red Blow: Fowler's killing worms, Pop.

Pop Fisher: My ma urged me to get out of this game. When I was a kid, she pleaded with me. And I meant to, you know what I mean? But she died.
Red Blow: Tough.
Pop Fisher: Now look at me. I'm wet nurse to a last-place, dead-to-the-neck-up ball club, and I'm choking to death!

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