Doyle Is Back...

http://www.minorleaguebaseball.com/app/milb/stats/stats.jsp?sid=milb&t=g_wra&gid=2006_05_10_ rreaaa_tacaaa_1

It was his FIRST game back, and he's already winning games with the bat.  Un-freaking-believable.

To make the character limit, here is the New Yorker's review of Battlefield Earth.

From The New Yorker
In the year 3000, mankind will be a depleted species-scavenging among the mountains, eating live rats, or toiling as slaves under the evil Psychlos. This is bad news, although it could be worse; mankind of the year 2000, for instance, is urged to sit in dark halls and watch a movie so worthless that even a rat, alive or dead, would come as welcome relief. John Travolta, with a bunch of old gray ropes where his hair should be, plays the Psychlo chief of security, who hates his job and has to contend with a band of rebellious earthlings. The director is Roger Christian, who, if early audience response is anything to go by, would do well to flee the country under an assumed name. The co-star is Forest Whitaker, a fine actor who must be praying that audiences will fail to penetrate his heavy disguise. And the script is adapted from the novel by L. Ron Hubbard, the father of Scientology; it would have taken all his fabled powers of spirit and intellect to weather this catastrophe. Meanwhile, for those who have wondered whether a philosophical message is embedded deep inside this film, good news. There is such a message, and it reads: "You are free to leave." -Anthony Lane
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