Sometimes I think sports should be abolished. I can appreciate
the athleticism and the teamwork. I dont even mind the unspeakable
gobs of money professional athletes make. Its the side effect
of sports, the one that erupts in sores of insipid arguments
such as the one I heard proclaiming that Peyton Manning would
have damn well gotten the Heisman Trophy had the South won the
Civil War.
And thence BASEketball has sprung. From the makers of the Naked
Guns and starring South Park creators Matt Stone and Trey Parker,
BASEketball is a satire on this sort of mindset though primarily
its just a string of fairly lazy sight gags.
The premise behind BASEketball has Stone and Parker as two best-friend
losers, Coop and Remer respectively, who invent a new game that
melds the games of baseball and basketball. In short order, a
millionaire (Ernest Borgnine) takes the sport nationwide, dies,
and leaves the team to Coop. Their team, the Milwaukee Beers,
must win the next seasons championship or ownership goes to the
millionaires widow (Jenny McCarthy), who has struck up a deal
with a rival team owner who wants to change the very rules that
make the game unique. Meanwhile, Coop and Remer are competing
for the affections of Jenna (Yasmine Bleeth), the sexy, good-hearted
director of a childrens charity.
BASEketball does get in a few good jabs about the state of sports
the corporate-named arenas, the incessant town-switching, etc.
The game itself is a joke, since it requires skills that only
the truly slovenly and boorish possess. It also takes a somewhat
amusing swipe at TV (Road Kill). Of course, for every halfway
thoughtful joke, there are three more involving either vomit,
pubic hair, or the like. What exactly can be said about a film
that includes Viking-garbed midgets spinning plates? Borgnine
singing Im Too Sexy for My Shirt? Stone and Parker making out?
It does amount to something. Robert Stack, for one, could barely
keep from cracking up during his cameo.