No son of mine is gonna play any foos-ball.

Rating: 4/10 (20 May 2009)

Simpleton Bobby Boucher is the water boy for a college football team, until he gets fired for like the umpteenth time. Then just as Bobby thinks his life is empty, another coach discovers that Bobby has an incredible talent for tackling players. The secret is by getting Bobby thinking he's being made fun of, thus the formula works and Bobby becomes the team star player, but that brings about its own drawbacks.
Speaking as someone who happily indulges in the odd bit of Adam Sandler nonsense, i have to say that this picture, alongside the god awful Little Nicky, is easily one of his worst efforts. I just find the well trodden story tiresome in the extreme, and were it not for a couple of strong supporting turns from Henry Winkler and Kathy Bates, the film would have sunk into the swamp where it deserves to be. It promises much in the first quarter, Sandler's goo-fish charm offering up a comic delight, but come the half way point you realise it's essentially a one joke movie. With Sandler unable to break his Bobby character free from the confines of an idiot savant played for laughs.
Not one recommended to anyone other than the staunchest of Sandler supporters. 4/10