“You’re killin’ me Smalls.”
Not having a care in the world. Living life and playing the game of baseball. This movie sums up a lot of your parents and grandparents childhood. That is if their childhood revolved around baseball.
One kid named Scott Smalls was having a rough start to his summer. He just moved to a new place, had no friends and hadn’t a clue about playing baseball. Thankfully for him there was one kid in town who was willing to bring him along. Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez.
Benny was considered the best baseball player not just at the Sandlot, but in the whole town. He flew like a jet around the base paths. He could hit the skin off a baseball. There wasn’t anything that Benny couldn’t do on a baseball diamond.
The Sandlot they played at was located next to the lair of “the beast” as they called it. Anything that went over the fence, was now the property of this beast. It was a mutual understanding that is until Smalls took an autographed baseball signed by “the great bambino” Babe Ruth. That same ball was hit over the fence to which they all had to save it and Smalls’ life. Or he would be grounded most severely.
There wasn’t any sandlots for me growing up, but playing baseball was always welcomed and still is. Not as many people to play with, but I don’t hesitate at the chance to even play some catch. I’m sure for my parents and grandparents generation this movie brought back some great memories of playing baseball or even watching the sport.
There is one scene I want to share with you. The sandlot team was just wrapping up a game when the town’s little league team came by to talk some trash. There was a lot of back and forth banter, but it ended with some epic smack.
Phillips: It’s easy when you play with rejects and a fat kid, Rodriguez.
Benny: Shut your mouth, Phillips!
Ham Porter: What’d you say, crap face?
Phillips: You shouldn’t be allowed to touch a baseball. Except for Rodriguez, you’re all an insult to the game.
Ham Porter: Come on! We’ll take you on, right here! Right now! Come on!
Sandlot Kids: Yeah!
Phillips: We play on a real diamond, Porter. You ain’t good enough to lick the dirt off our cleats.
Ham Porter: Watch it, jerk!
Philips: Shut up, idiot!
Ham Porter: Moron!
Phillips: Scab eater!
Ham Porter: Butt sniffer!
Phillips: Pus licker!
Ham Porter: Fart smeller!
Bertram: [sniffs] Ahh.
Phillips: You eat dog crap for breakfast, geek!
Ham Porter: You mix you Wheaties with your mama’s toe jam!
Sandlot Kids: Yeah!
Phillips: You bob for apples in the toilet! And you like it!
Ham Porter: You play ball like a giiirrrrrrrrl!
[entire group stands in shocked silence]
Phillips: What did you say?
Ham Porter: You heard me.
Phillips: Tomorrow. Noon, at our field. Be there, buffalo-butt breath.
Ham Porter: Count on it, pee-drinking crap face!
That’s one reason that I believe this movie has stood the test of time. It brings back good memories and it tells a great story of kids being kids and perhaps embellishing on certain details of “the beast” that lurks over the fence. If you haven’t seen this movie yet, I strongly recommend that you watch it with your parents or even your grandparents so they can restart those memories of their childhood playing at their own sandlot.
This top 10 list is sports movies that I’ve seen. Not what others recommend, but only what my eyes have seen and that I truly enjoy. If you haven’t seen this movie, netflix it, pirate the movie, however you go about watching movies, just do it.