re: Over analyzing "The Sandlot"

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The bill of his fish cap may be the largest in history

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EVER

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I think a lot of has to do with his lack of social development more than just being a goob. regardless of a lack of common sense, smalls lacked basic social skills necessary for human interaction. Even after he was "in" with the guys he was still awkward 90% of the time.

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Which I dont get. I mean his mom seemed pretty freakin cool. Possibly even a milf back then. I mean she told him and I quote "to go play in the mud!" I mean what kind of moms tell their kid that? I wouldnt have gotten fed for a week had I went and played in the mud. His real dad must have literally had taped in the middle eye eyeglasses, carried multiple pens in his shirt pocket or something and watched PBS all day.

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Didn't family ever come visit him? Maybe some old buds from the Yankees? No one ever took him anywhere? The Beast had to go to the vet at least once in its lifespan.

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Very good points. Forreal though, were were all his baseball buds. That dude crowded the plate like nobodys business though so I dont know if he amde many friends with pitchers.

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All they would of needed was a 5 minute window without Beast security to hop Mr. Myrtle's fence and throw all the balls back over to the sandlot.

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I mean they tried vacuums, robots, a pulley system You dont have 5 minutes with the beast. 30 seconds tops.

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Furthermore, why was their tree house right over Mr. Myrtle/The Sandlot property? The Sandlot was public city domain which could have meant free reign for any kids to just post up in that treehouse and call it their own.

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This is a great question. And I will not stop till I find you an answer

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Ham would call the strikes at the sandlot

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Funny story. Obviously this was my favorite movie as a kid. My 11-12 year old summer baseball team traveled to play in a tournament, and I was the catcher. Well this one kid comes up to bat and im messing with him while he's trying to bat. Well his second time to bat I say "Hey, is that your sister out there in left field... Naked?" The kid turns around an yells at the top of his lungs and screams "SHUTUP!!" and proceeds to slap me with my catchers mask on. So I did my best Doc Swole impression and tackle him to the ground but then the ump broke us up before I got a chance to put a whoopin on him. Pretty crazy/funny looking back on it. Neither of us got ejected though. He immedietly struck out though. I win.

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But don't you think those uppity aholes from the Little League would have demanded an umpire?

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Knowing those aholes they probably tried to.


And...
YOU PLAY BALL LIKE A GIRRRLLLL!!!
*gasps*