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Plimpton! Pitches

May 17, 2013 | by

Writes filmmaker Tom Bean, “George’s first piece of ‘participatory journalism’ was to pitch in a baseball all-star game at Yankee Stadium in 1958. He wrote about his experience for Sports Illustrated and then expanded the piece into a book called Out of My League, which he got his friend and mentor Ernest Hemingway to blurb (Hemingway called the book ‘Beautifully observed and incredibly conceived’). This is the event that launched George’s career as a writer. One of our goals for the movie was to have George narrate as much of his own story as we could (cobbled together from interviews, TV appearances, and speeches), and I think this scene serves as a good illustration of that approach.”

Plimpton! opens May 22 at the Elinor Bunin Munroe Film Center at Lincoln Center.




  1. margaret langstaff | May 19, 2013 at 5:49 pm

    This is so amusing and so Plimpton to me…when I was in high school in Florida he blew into town to actually shoot himself out of a canon to a crowd of about 800 gaping spectators (I forget why or what the point was, if any, though we were near Cape Canaveral, so maybe it was to give the finger to the astronauts and the space program). At any rate, a friend of my mother’s, a huge, billowy woman nearly 6 feet tall and the social grand dame of Melbourne Beach, FL, who lived next door to us, a dear friend of my Mother’s, and who had by the way NO idea who Plimpton was let alone anything about the Paris Review, presided over a splendiferous ‘salon’ for Plimpton after the event in her large well appointed home. I was lurking in a dark corner watching all of this, wondering what it was about (my English teacher encouraged me to accept the invitation), if anything, when she rolled over to me like a huge unavoidable wave, swept me up and hauled me into Plimpton’s presence. “THIS IS——–[my name, I cringed]! and SHE IS GOING TO BE A WRITER AND THE GREATEST AUTHOR SINCE SLICED BREAD!” You cannot imagine the look on Plimpton’s face (or mine) after this declamation/challenge. I choked on the sliced bread metaphor and I’ve never recovered completely, but of course Plimpton went on to reach even greater altitudes, some of them explosively, after that. What gusto and imagination.

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