New England, an amateur baseball game is being played in front of empty stands, from morning until nightfall. It’s the team's last match: tomorrow, the demolition of the arena will begin. Eephus refers to a particular pitch – a slow curveball that is difficult to hit – but one doesn't need to know the rules of baseball to grasp the ways of this world: a certain American, rural and masculinist culture. Awkward, aging and out of shape, the men  are as enthusiastic about  the drinks they bring to the game as they are about bats and balls. The bonds forged by the game are deep, however -  and, by extension, so is their love of baseball itself in this touching and funny analogy of America.