There are those movies where you can be standing around the corner, not even watching the TV screen, and you can identify that film the second you hear the opening music. In the house I grew up in, that movie was The Sandlot . Today it doesn’t matter if it’s the start of the spring or the dead of winter: I hear the opening piano score as a grown-up Scott Smalls walks down the hallway towards his …
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Ranking the 10 Best Sports Movies of the Summer