Danite
05-02-2001, 01:50 AM
At this time of my life I'm not very big on Professional Sports, but I just wanted to relay some feelings I had after watching this movie.
When I was a kid I was really into sports, baseball and football were my things. I just think how amazing it must have been to be alive that year (1961), watching Roger Maris, Mickey Mantle, Yogi Berra and the rest of the Yankee team play.
I had a Mickey Mantle rookie card when I was 11. A baseball coach in the little league I played in gave it to me, along with a bunch of others (Nolan Ryan, Joe DiMaggio, Yogi Berra, etc.). I carried it around with me everywhere I went. The ironic thing was that later in life I brought it into a sportscard shop to buy one of those plastic protectors, the shopkeeper looked at it and scoffed. He told me that it was too bad I took such poor care of it, I could have sold it for alot of money. What I told him was simple and kind of a cliche', "No money in the world could buy the memories I had while carrying that card."
I eventually gave the whole collection to a young boy, whom I met at a garage sale. Every weekend his father would drive him around town looking to spend all his allowance, not on CD's or Video Games, but on baseball cards. I offered them to him for the grand total of $3.75, his one week allowance for taking out the trash, mowing the lawn and washing his mother's car. I believed he was worthy, just as my coach thought I was. I often wonder how much excitement that young boy felt when he got home and cracked open the old shoe box.
We all have treasures, but our memories are the most valuable...
"Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns it's lonely eyes to you..."
Danite
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"And many of those whose bodies lie dead and buried will rise up, some to everlasting life and some to shame and everlasting contempt..." Daniel 12:3
When I was a kid I was really into sports, baseball and football were my things. I just think how amazing it must have been to be alive that year (1961), watching Roger Maris, Mickey Mantle, Yogi Berra and the rest of the Yankee team play.
I had a Mickey Mantle rookie card when I was 11. A baseball coach in the little league I played in gave it to me, along with a bunch of others (Nolan Ryan, Joe DiMaggio, Yogi Berra, etc.). I carried it around with me everywhere I went. The ironic thing was that later in life I brought it into a sportscard shop to buy one of those plastic protectors, the shopkeeper looked at it and scoffed. He told me that it was too bad I took such poor care of it, I could have sold it for alot of money. What I told him was simple and kind of a cliche', "No money in the world could buy the memories I had while carrying that card."
I eventually gave the whole collection to a young boy, whom I met at a garage sale. Every weekend his father would drive him around town looking to spend all his allowance, not on CD's or Video Games, but on baseball cards. I offered them to him for the grand total of $3.75, his one week allowance for taking out the trash, mowing the lawn and washing his mother's car. I believed he was worthy, just as my coach thought I was. I often wonder how much excitement that young boy felt when he got home and cracked open the old shoe box.
We all have treasures, but our memories are the most valuable...
"Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns it's lonely eyes to you..."
Danite
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"And many of those whose bodies lie dead and buried will rise up, some to everlasting life and some to shame and everlasting contempt..." Daniel 12:3