Terrible. Obviously, they should’ve chosen Matthew Settle. He doesn’t do much for the movie in terms of star power (I’m making the assumption that the targeted demographic for a sabermetrics movie doesn’t watch Gossip Girl), but the resemblance is uncanny. And we all know that’s the most important thing.
That’s what we’re here for: to cast all of Hollywood’s not-yet-conceptualized films about today’s superstar athletes. Or to just laugh at how easy it is to mistake Clay Buchholz for the guy who got tormented by Sean William Scott in Road Trip.
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By the time someone in Los Angeles decides the Phillies are worth making a movie about (and they decide Victorino is an integral part of it), Schneider in his Big Daddy days will be the perfect choice.
Actually, they wouldn’t want to do that. The Packers’ chances of winning wouldn’t change with Novak at quarterback, but The Office would really suffer.
Add 20 pounds (or maybe 30) and 10 years to Millar, and you’re one step away from Kevin James. And I’m sure the former Red Sox would be thrilled to hear that.
7. Michael Rappaport and Brian Scalabrine
Scal’s undeniably charming camara presence definitely warrants a movie. The guy can deliver a line like no other, and is there another huge, goofy redhead this perfect to play him?
This is one of those situations where you’ve spent the past three years saying, “God, Clay Buchholz reminds me of someone,” and then you see Road Trip on FX and it hits you. (FYI: Bruins backup goalie Tuukka Rask barely missed the cut to make this a Long Lost Triplets situation.)
People have fought me on on this one since the 2003 World Series, but the resemblance is uncanny. (Looks like we’ve found our lead for Still We Believe II.)
3. Daniel Bard and Napolean Dynamite (aka Jon Heder)
You say you love the idea of Jonathan Papelbon being Boston’s closer — until you realize you could be seeing Bard take the mound in the ninth at Fenway with this playing over the PA system instead of “Shipping Up to Boston.”
If that doesn’t scare you, nothing will. Not even the fact that I couldn’t find a Brewers Double-A pitcher who looked enough like Adam Lambert to warrant me sneaking him in here. Fortunately, we have Crazy New Mexico Soccer Chick, who shares his last name — and that is good enough.
As far as Chara goes, sure, drawing comparisons to an oversized house servant from The Addams Family isn’t what you’d necessarily want from your team’s captain. At the same time, do you know anyone who would want to drop the gloves with Lurch?