Sports journalism is a form of journalism that reports on sports topics and events. While the sports department within some newspapers has been mockingly called the toy department, because sports journalists do not concern themselves with the 'serious' topics covered by the news desk, sports coverage has grown in importance as sport has grown in wealth, power and influence.
Sports journalism is an essential element of any news media organization. Sports journalism includes organizations devoted entirely to sports reporting — newspapers such as L'Equipe in France, La Gazzetta dello Sport in Italy, Marca in Spain, and the defunct Sporting Life in Britain, American magazines such as Sports Illustrated and the Sporting News, all-sports talk radio stations, and television networks such as Eurosport, ESPN and The Sports Network (TSN).
In professional and some collegiate sports in the United States, it is common practice to allow properly accredited sports reporters into locker rooms for interviews with players and coaching staff after games, while the sports teams provide extensive information support.
Plot
Paul "Wrecking" Crewe was a revered football superstar back in his day, but that time has since faded. But when a messy drunk driving incident lands him in jail, Paul finds he was specifically requested by Warden Hazen (James Cromwell), a duplicitous prison official well aware of Paul's athletic skills. Paul has been assigned the task of assembling a team of convicts, to square off in a big football game against the sadistic guards. With the help of fellow convict Caretaker, and an old legend named Nate Scarborough to coach, Crewe is ready for what promises to be a very interesting game. It's only the warden and the guards who have no idea who or what they're up against, with Paul the driving force behind the new team.
Keywords: american-football, arson, assault, auto-theft, basketball, beating, blood, breakup, burglary, car-accident
It was hard to put a team together... until they found out who they were playing.
If you can't get out, get even
It's time to even the score
Hit hard or go home.
Cheeseburger Eddy: It ain't easy being cheesy!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Huddle up! Look, I'm sure you already know this, but I've never said it out loud. I *did* throw that game. I did it. I was in a bad way with some worse people. After I did it, I felt so shitty, I wish I would have just let them kill me instead. Now the warden wants to pin Caretaker's murder on me if I don't throw *this* game. So it looks like I'm going to get to know you guys a lot better because I aint doing that twice in a lifetime. We got a little time left. We can still do this. I'm begging you. Put your hands in here. Ok, thank you. Who are we?::[Team shouts, "Mean Machine!", and takes the field]::Turley: I'm glad you're back. Now I don't have to stab you.
[after Crewe decides to come back to the game]::Turley: I'm glad you're back, now I don't have to stab you.
Caretaker: Look in your toilet, I left you a surprise.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: You took a shit in my toilet?::Caretaker: No, that's what I left in Brucey's toilet.
[last lines]::Deacon Moss: [Deacon and Battle pour Gatorade on Warden Hazen] Good game, sir!::Warden Hazen: That's a week in the hotbox!::Joey Battle: Who gives a shit!
Deacon Moss: This is baby-back bullshit!
[after inmates score touchdown on trick play]::Guard Lambert: Is that legal?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Is that a touchdown?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Oh, goddamn it!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [after being pulled over by cops] Hey, you can finish that one... I've got five more. Take care guys.
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [to the short cop] Now, listen here, Mr. Frodo, don't get short with me.
Big Ears Cop: ...shit happens.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Shit does happen. I mean, look what happened to your ears.
Plot
Paul "Wrecking" Crewe was a revered football superstar back in his day, but that time has since faded. But when a messy drunk driving incident lands him in jail, Paul finds he was specifically requested by Warden Hazen (James Cromwell), a duplicitous prison official well aware of Paul's athletic skills. Paul has been assigned the task of assembling a team of convicts, to square off in a big football game against the sadistic guards. With the help of fellow convict Caretaker, and an old legend named Nate Scarborough to coach, Crewe is ready for what promises to be a very interesting game. It's only the warden and the guards who have no idea who or what they're up against, with Paul the driving force behind the new team.
Keywords: american-football, arson, assault, auto-theft, basketball, beating, blood, breakup, burglary, car-accident
It was hard to put a team together... until they found out who they were playing.
If you can't get out, get even
It's time to even the score
Hit hard or go home.
Cheeseburger Eddy: It ain't easy being cheesy!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Huddle up! Look, I'm sure you already know this, but I've never said it out loud. I *did* throw that game. I did it. I was in a bad way with some worse people. After I did it, I felt so shitty, I wish I would have just let them kill me instead. Now the warden wants to pin Caretaker's murder on me if I don't throw *this* game. So it looks like I'm going to get to know you guys a lot better because I aint doing that twice in a lifetime. We got a little time left. We can still do this. I'm begging you. Put your hands in here. Ok, thank you. Who are we?::[Team shouts, "Mean Machine!", and takes the field]::Turley: I'm glad you're back. Now I don't have to stab you.
[after Crewe decides to come back to the game]::Turley: I'm glad you're back, now I don't have to stab you.
Caretaker: Look in your toilet, I left you a surprise.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: You took a shit in my toilet?::Caretaker: No, that's what I left in Brucey's toilet.
[last lines]::Deacon Moss: [Deacon and Battle pour Gatorade on Warden Hazen] Good game, sir!::Warden Hazen: That's a week in the hotbox!::Joey Battle: Who gives a shit!
Deacon Moss: This is baby-back bullshit!
[after inmates score touchdown on trick play]::Guard Lambert: Is that legal?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Is that a touchdown?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Oh, goddamn it!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [after being pulled over by cops] Hey, you can finish that one... I've got five more. Take care guys.
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [to the short cop] Now, listen here, Mr. Frodo, don't get short with me.
Big Ears Cop: ...shit happens.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Shit does happen. I mean, look what happened to your ears.
Plot
Paul "Wrecking" Crewe was a revered football superstar back in his day, but that time has since faded. But when a messy drunk driving incident lands him in jail, Paul finds he was specifically requested by Warden Hazen (James Cromwell), a duplicitous prison official well aware of Paul's athletic skills. Paul has been assigned the task of assembling a team of convicts, to square off in a big football game against the sadistic guards. With the help of fellow convict Caretaker, and an old legend named Nate Scarborough to coach, Crewe is ready for what promises to be a very interesting game. It's only the warden and the guards who have no idea who or what they're up against, with Paul the driving force behind the new team.
Keywords: american-football, arson, assault, auto-theft, basketball, beating, blood, breakup, burglary, car-accident
It was hard to put a team together... until they found out who they were playing.
If you can't get out, get even
It's time to even the score
Hit hard or go home.
Cheeseburger Eddy: It ain't easy being cheesy!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Huddle up! Look, I'm sure you already know this, but I've never said it out loud. I *did* throw that game. I did it. I was in a bad way with some worse people. After I did it, I felt so shitty, I wish I would have just let them kill me instead. Now the warden wants to pin Caretaker's murder on me if I don't throw *this* game. So it looks like I'm going to get to know you guys a lot better because I aint doing that twice in a lifetime. We got a little time left. We can still do this. I'm begging you. Put your hands in here. Ok, thank you. Who are we?::[Team shouts, "Mean Machine!", and takes the field]::Turley: I'm glad you're back. Now I don't have to stab you.
[after Crewe decides to come back to the game]::Turley: I'm glad you're back, now I don't have to stab you.
Caretaker: Look in your toilet, I left you a surprise.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: You took a shit in my toilet?::Caretaker: No, that's what I left in Brucey's toilet.
[last lines]::Deacon Moss: [Deacon and Battle pour Gatorade on Warden Hazen] Good game, sir!::Warden Hazen: That's a week in the hotbox!::Joey Battle: Who gives a shit!
Deacon Moss: This is baby-back bullshit!
[after inmates score touchdown on trick play]::Guard Lambert: Is that legal?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Is that a touchdown?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Oh, goddamn it!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [after being pulled over by cops] Hey, you can finish that one... I've got five more. Take care guys.
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [to the short cop] Now, listen here, Mr. Frodo, don't get short with me.
Big Ears Cop: ...shit happens.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Shit does happen. I mean, look what happened to your ears.
Plot
Paul "Wrecking" Crewe was a revered football superstar back in his day, but that time has since faded. But when a messy drunk driving incident lands him in jail, Paul finds he was specifically requested by Warden Hazen (James Cromwell), a duplicitous prison official well aware of Paul's athletic skills. Paul has been assigned the task of assembling a team of convicts, to square off in a big football game against the sadistic guards. With the help of fellow convict Caretaker, and an old legend named Nate Scarborough to coach, Crewe is ready for what promises to be a very interesting game. It's only the warden and the guards who have no idea who or what they're up against, with Paul the driving force behind the new team.
Keywords: american-football, arson, assault, auto-theft, basketball, beating, blood, breakup, burglary, car-accident
It was hard to put a team together... until they found out who they were playing.
If you can't get out, get even
It's time to even the score
Hit hard or go home.
Cheeseburger Eddy: It ain't easy being cheesy!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Huddle up! Look, I'm sure you already know this, but I've never said it out loud. I *did* throw that game. I did it. I was in a bad way with some worse people. After I did it, I felt so shitty, I wish I would have just let them kill me instead. Now the warden wants to pin Caretaker's murder on me if I don't throw *this* game. So it looks like I'm going to get to know you guys a lot better because I aint doing that twice in a lifetime. We got a little time left. We can still do this. I'm begging you. Put your hands in here. Ok, thank you. Who are we?::[Team shouts, "Mean Machine!", and takes the field]::Turley: I'm glad you're back. Now I don't have to stab you.
[after Crewe decides to come back to the game]::Turley: I'm glad you're back, now I don't have to stab you.
Caretaker: Look in your toilet, I left you a surprise.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: You took a shit in my toilet?::Caretaker: No, that's what I left in Brucey's toilet.
[last lines]::Deacon Moss: [Deacon and Battle pour Gatorade on Warden Hazen] Good game, sir!::Warden Hazen: That's a week in the hotbox!::Joey Battle: Who gives a shit!
Deacon Moss: This is baby-back bullshit!
[after inmates score touchdown on trick play]::Guard Lambert: Is that legal?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Is that a touchdown?::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Yes, it is.::Guard Lambert: Oh, goddamn it!
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [after being pulled over by cops] Hey, you can finish that one... I've got five more. Take care guys.
Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: [to the short cop] Now, listen here, Mr. Frodo, don't get short with me.
Big Ears Cop: ...shit happens.::Paul 'Wrecking' Crewe: Shit does happen. I mean, look what happened to your ears.
Plot
Two aging fighters in LA, friends, get a call from a Vegas promoter because his undercard fighters for a Mike Tyson bout that night are suddenly unavailable. He wants them to box each other. They agree as long as the winner gets a shot at the middleweight title. They enlist Grace, Cesar's current and Vinnie's ex girlfriend, to drive them to Vegas. On the trip, we see flashbacks to their previous title shots, their competitive friendship, and Grace's motivational wiles. (She has her own entrepreneurial dreams.) The fight itself is historic: ten rounds of savagery and courage. Who will win, who'll get the title shot, who gets Grace, and where will she find venture capital?
Keywords: 35-mm-camera, black-eye, blood, bow-tie, box-office-flop, boxer, boxing, buddy, butterfly-bandage, casino
Two best friends take a shot at hitting it big.
No one hits as hard as your best friend.
Vince Boudreau: You don't have to hate a man to completely destroy him.
Vince Boudreau: If a man builds a thousand bridges and sucks one dick, they don't call him a bridge-builder... they call him a cocksucker.
Cesar Dominguez: I am an atheist, thank God!
Plot
Al Stump is a famous sports-writer chosen by Ty Cobb to co-write his official, authorized 'autobiography' before his death. Cobb, widely feared and despised, feels misunderstood and wants to set the record straight about 'the greatest ball-player ever,' in his words. However, when Stump spends time with Cobb, interviewing him and beginning to write, he realizes that the general public opinion is largely correct. In Stump's presence, Cobb is angry, violent, racist, misogynistic, and incorrigibly abusive to everyone around him. Torn between printing the truth by plumbing the depths of Cobb's dark soul and grim childhood, and succumbing to Cobb's pressure for a whitewash of his character and a simple baseball tale of his greatness, Stump writes two different books. One book is for Cobb, the other for the public.
Keywords: baseball, baseball-movie, baseball-player, based-on-article, breasts, detroit-tigers, female-frontal-nudity, female-nudity, ghost-writer, male-full-frontal-nudity
Everyone hated this baseball legend. And he loved it.
Louis Prima: With all the great players playing ball right now, how well do you think you would do against today's pitchers?::Ty Cobb: Well, I figure against today's pitchers I'd only probably hit about .290::Louis Prima: .290? Well that's amazing, because you batted over .400 a... a whole bunch of times. Now tell us all, we'd all like to know, why do you think you'd only hit .290?::Ty Cobb: Well, I'm 72 fucking years old you ignorant son of a bitch.
Ramona: Greatness is overrated.
Ramona: Who are you again?::Ty Cobb: I am the Georgia Peach. I have 4,191 base hits in 11,429 at bats, 920 stolen bases, 2,244 runs scored, and 93 batting records; and I want you to take off every stitch of your clothes.::Ramona: I don't think so. [Cobb points a gun to her head] That don't scare me, 'cause if you shoot me, I'll be dead. And you're not gonna screw a dead lady!::Ty Cobb: [cocks gun] I might like it.
[Cobb narrates a lengthy lambasting of Babe Ruth into a tape recorder]::Al Stump: Come on, Ty, aren't you going to give Ruth credit for anything?::Ty Cobb: (pauses) He could run okay for a fat man.
[to the umpire]::Ty Cobb: How do you do, Cyclops?::Umpire: Shut up, Cobb.::Ty Cobb: You're missing an excellent ballgame.
[to a teammate who just struck out]::Ty Cobb: Who signed you?::Teammate: Go to hell, Cobb.::Ty Cobb: Who did that?
[to Stumpy, about Cobb, as Willie leaves for town]::Willie: And you sir, you should leave this disgusting, wretched, sorry son of a motherfucker - immediately. Good evening.
Ty Cobb: [to Stump] The desire for glory is not a sin.
Ty Cobb: Baseball is a red blooded sport for red blooded men. It's no pink tea, and molly-coddles had better stay out... It's a struggle for supremacy, a survival of the fittest.
Ty Cobb: I had to fight all my life to survive. They were all against me, but I beat the bastards and left them in the ditch.
Plot
In Coaltown, Pennsylvania, miner Coke Mason hopes to better himself, buy a radio store, and marry Rose Warren. His gambler brother George thinks Coke can be more successful as a boxer, knowing that when he fights he's consumed with a murderous rage that makes him an "iron man." Seeing dollar signs in Rose's eyes, Coke reluctantly agrees, though he's fearful of the "killer instinct" that makes him a knockout success in the ring...and brings him the booing hatred of the fans. Will Coke throw off his personal demon before he kills someone?
Keywords: bare-chested-male, based-on-novel, booing, boxer, boxing, boxing-gloves, boxing-match, boxing-ring, boxing-training, brother-brother-relationship
He's all man in the ring -- or anywhere!
Rose Warren: [on the men in her life] Yes, I'm thinking about Speed and I'm thinking about Coke.
Alex Mallick: [to Coke Mason] Let me tell you something, mister. I can still lick you if you fight like a man, but not when you fight like some kind of animal.
Max Watkins: Rose, what brings you to New York?::Rose Warren: I just wanted to look at you. I wanted to see how low a sportswriter can get.
Two kids from Texas who fought their way back to the top of the world!
Plot
In Coaltown, Pennsylvania, miner Coke Mason hopes to better himself, buy a radio store, and marry Rose Warren. His gambler brother George thinks Coke can be more successful as a boxer, knowing that when he fights he's consumed with a murderous rage that makes him an "iron man." Seeing dollar signs in Rose's eyes, Coke reluctantly agrees, though he's fearful of the "killer instinct" that makes him a knockout success in the ring...and brings him the booing hatred of the fans. Will Coke throw off his personal demon before he kills someone?
Keywords: bare-chested-male, based-on-novel, booing, boxer, boxing, boxing-gloves, boxing-match, boxing-ring, boxing-training, brother-brother-relationship
He's all man in the ring -- or anywhere!
Rose Warren: [on the men in her life] Yes, I'm thinking about Speed and I'm thinking about Coke.
Alex Mallick: [to Coke Mason] Let me tell you something, mister. I can still lick you if you fight like a man, but not when you fight like some kind of animal.
Max Watkins: Rose, what brings you to New York?::Rose Warren: I just wanted to look at you. I wanted to see how low a sportswriter can get.