Shoeless Joe: “Is this heaven?”

You: “No, it’s Toronto.”

The Field of Dreams isn’t carved out of a corn crop in Iowa, as fantasized by W. P. Kinsella. It’s under the carapace of the Rogers Centre — and radiating across the city, the entire country.

And it’s not fabulism. It’s for real. Pinch yourself.

The Blue Jays are World Series champions …

That’s what I’d written last Saturday night, a column spiked in the bottom of the 11th inning, scrambling to rewrite on deadline because …you know.

But I’m thinking now of another terrific movie, “ Once Upon a Time in Hollywoo ’’, where Quentin Tarantino reimagines the cult killings by Charlie Manson’s band of nihilist misfits. Where the tragic murders of Sharon Tate and her friends never occurred, and where the would-be assailants met gr

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