A League of Their Own1992

Jimmy:
Evelyn, could you come here for a second? Which team do you play for?

Evelyn:
Well, I'm a Peach.

Jimmy:
Well I was just wonderin', 'cause I couldn't figure out why, you throw home when we got a two-run lead! You let the tying run get to second, and we lost the lead because of you. You start using your head. That's the lump that's three feet above your ass.

[Evelyn starts to cry]

Jimmy:
Are you crying? Are you crying? Are you crying?! There's no crying! There's no crying in baseball!

Doris:
Why don't you leave her alone, Jimmy?

Jimmy:
Oh, you zip it, Doris! Rogers Hornsby was my manager and he called me a talking pile of pig sh*t! And that was when my parents drove all the way down from Michigan to see me play the game! And did I cry?

Evelyn:
[in between sobs] No, no, no.

Jimmy:
No! And do you know why?

Evelyn:
No.

Jimmy:
Because there's no crying in baseball. There's no crying in baseball! No crying!