Clarence Brown has carved a tremendously satisfying filmization from a script [based on a story by Richard Conlin] that, from every evidence, could have gone completely haywire if handled clumsily, dealing as it does with fantasy. Religious angle also presented a delicate situation, but Brown has handled it all masterfully.
Pivotal character is Paul Douglas, who plays one of the most tyrannical, blasphemous managers in the history of baseball. His team is in seventh place and is headed into the sub-basement when somebody unknown to Douglas intercedes with the Angel Gabriel. A voice tells Douglas to look for a miracle in the third inning of a crucial game.
Janet Leigh’s paper, the Pittsburgh Messenger, prints her interview with a little orphan girl who swears she has seen angels standing alongside the men of Douglas’ team, helping them win. Douglas, accidentally conked by a line drive, admits to the press that the angels are helping him. This brings on an investigation into his sanity by the baseball commissioner.
Douglas is perfect as the brawler reformed by a little girl’s prayers. Leigh foils cleverly. Donna Corcoran plays the orphan.