Re: What is the most powerful baseball memory from your childhood?
Selecting only one memory as the most powerful is almost impossible for me.
As a spectator, I can quickly run down those memories which I stuck with me the longest, including:
1. Attending my first major league baseball game at Crosley Field in 1965. We took the train from Huntington to Cincinnati, and the train trip itself was a huge highlight for a ten year old. I can recall the thrill of seeing Crosley Field for the first time; it seemed so huge. I was a Cardinals fan then and got a photograph of Steve Carlton posing for me before the game.
2. After I became a Reds fan, I got Reds players autographs, especially Pete Rose's on several ocassions. I still have a 1969 scorecard with Rose, Perez and Bench's autographs. I can recall one visit in either 1966 or 1967 when I am convinced that Rose was hitting fungoes to a bat boy; I am convinced that he tried to hit one ball into the stands to me.
3. There were plenty of great moments as a fan watching the Big Red Machine, but none is better than game seven of the 1975 World Series when the Reds finally brought home a World Championship.
As a player, I can still recall striking out to end a little league loss, 16-13, with two runners on base at age 10. That failure hurt. I can recall the best year I ever had as a player, batting .565 as a 15 year old in my only season of Babe Ruth play. Just passing ball with my sons is a joy now.
"Hey...Dad. Wanna Have A Catch?" Kevin Costner in "Field Of Dreams."