Step up to the plate as Rick "Wild Thing" Vaughn and the rest of his fictional Cleveland Indians teammates return in this sequel to "Major League," in which front office shuffles, religious conversions, relentless hecklers, and greedy ex-wives all conspire against the home team.
[Harry is drunk when he introduces the game]
Harry Doyle: Hello Tribe fans, welcome to Major League Baseball... sort of. The attendance today is... I don't know. Monty, take over, 'cause I'm... in the bag.
[Head hits desk]
Monte: [As the outfielder catches the ball, the crowd is disappointed] Fly ball... Caught!
I expect a certain number of contrivances in a baseball movie, especially one that's not meant to be taken seriously, but nothing prepared me for the sheer avalanche of formulas and cliches that fill the screen in MAJOR LEAGUE 2. It's enough to make any movie-goer, baseball fan or not, gnash their teeth in frustration. The situation would have been tolerable if the film was funny, but the writers apparently forgot to include the jokes.
