
The Bad News Bears was released in the spring of 1976, America’s Bicentennial. Everything that year was red-white-&-blue. Bears was a huge hit, spawning two sequels, a television series and eventually a remake in 2005. It hugely impacted my life as a kid. After having already seen it once or twice, I remember watching it with my brothers, sans sound, over the fence at a drive-in theater next to the city ball-fields where my dad was playing in a softball game, under-the-lights. The summer after I saw it I joined a little league team. The baseball diamond and surrounding area in the movie look similar to how Milwood Little League in Kalamazoo, Michigan, where I played in the mid-70’s, looked. The fence, the dugout, the bleachers, the uniforms, the hair styles, the cars. Everything about this movie recalls the halcyon days of my childhood.
Walter Matthau plays Morris Buttermaker a former minor league ball player now cleaning pools for a living. He is hired to coach a team of misfits for the local little league. He takes the job for the money but winds up bonding with the kids while crudely but effectively teaching them how to become a team. This is the original idea that has been copied to death over the past 30 plus years. Unlike nearly all of the imitations however, this one doesn’t cop-out with a phony feel-good ending. You do leave with a smile on your face but not for the usual clichéd reason underdog sports movies end with.
The thing that stands out the most about this movie today is its complete lack of Political Correctness. Tanner, the smart-ass kid always getting into fights describes his teammates thusly, and I quote, "All we got on this team are a buncha Jews, spics, niggers, pansies, and a booger-eatin' moron!" In another scene 11 year old Amanda, the pitching whiz played by Tatum O’Neal, tells Buttermaker that girls her age date, she even knows another 11 year old on the pill and she has every intention of going with Kelly to a Rolling Stones concert. Buttermaker drinks beer constantly, even in his car, and drives around with the entire team in his convertible. There isn’t a seat belt in sight. He also gives his team beer to celebrate after the championship game. You gotta love the 70’s. That kind of freedom just doesn’t exist anymore.
I thought Kelly Leak, with his long slicked back hair, his motorcycle, his constant cigarette smoking, his tuff-as-nails attitude, and his skills with a bat, was the coolest person on the planet when I was 9. Jackie Earle Haley created an original and memorable character.
This movie will make you laugh and also put a lump in your throat but without any aftertaste of saccharine. And that's no easy feat.



















