The most famous baseball crew in history walk on to a turf field (blasphemous) this week to celebrate 25 years of one of the best movies ever. I say one of the best movies ever because it told the story of childhood, not just baseball. See if I am making a list of baseball movies, I don’t even have this at the top. Field Of Dreams is at the top for me. The reason I have to say its one of the best MOVIES ever is because the movie was as much about being a kid as it was about being a baseball player.
From the riding of bikes around the town and the firework scenes, to having to retrieve your ball from the yard with the huge dog in it, this movie really did paint a perfect picture of being a kid.
When I was younger, we played baseball in 2 main spots around my house: the Park, and the marsh. The marsh field was cut out of grass to whiffle ball dimensions. Had some big trees in right, and a big hill in left The perfect set up. We usually played with a tennis ball, so as we grew out of that we moved to the ark on the other side of my house. The dimensions we almost like a huge triangle. To the left of home plate was a yard with chain link fencing and two big dogs. German Shepard I think. The yard was about 4 feet lower than home plate level with the fence rising up 4 feet above the plate. Ionic, right?
Basically once in every few ABs, or multiple times an AB which would totally piss off the rest of us, the ball would be tipped over the fence.
For anyone who has seen the Sandlot, I can tell you that it was spot on. We lost a ton of balls in there that were usually never retrieved, that is until we ran out of balls. So every now and then, we’d have to devise a plan to get the balls back. Each plan became more direct and ballsy with every game I think. Eventually got to the point where we’d just attract the attention of the dogs to one side of the yard while one of us jumped over and grabbed as many balls as we could before flying up the fence. Long story short, the homeowners, who seemed crazy as can be, were actually pretty nice. After finding out we were going through so much to get the balls back, we would end up coming out in the morning to play and all the balls from the day before would be sitting at home plate.
After a few of those findings came together, we ended up just asking the guy if we could get the lost balls and he obviously had no problem with it, even to the point where he would go out and get them for us.
The memories of waking up every single mooring in the summer and walking out back to meet the neighborhood and play some ball are memories that can only really be brought back by watching a movie like this one. Basically, the Sandlot was a movie that pretty much perfectly depicted childhood for a lot of people, and that’s what made it so great.
Now that i’ve told my matching story, I can get on with what you people actually care about the Reunion
Smalls, Ham, Squints, DeNunez, Yeah-Yeah, Timmy, Bertram and Repeat. These guys showed up to help pay tribute to this masterpiece movie.
The one missing? I’m sure you caught that. Benjamin Franklin “The Jet” Rodriguez.
Benny, Michael Vitar, wasn’t present. Also, I learned he was in two Mighty Ducks movies which is kinda cool. Last I heard he was also a firefighter out in LA now.
At the reunion, director, writer, and the movie’s narrator David Mickey Evans said, “The film was made with the same amount of love that people have for it, and it was the greatest summer of our lives.”
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