Being a teenager of the 80’s the kickoff to summer always included the tradition of catching these movies on late night TV. It didn’t matter that I’d seen each movie dozens times. It didn’t matter that I could quote each movie endlessly. Like my dad passing up a chance to watch a John Wayne western, I never missed the chance to catch the early summer screening of Meatballs and Caddy Shack.
There was always something about the screech of the bag pipes on the 45 to start the whole show and set the stage for what was to come at camp North Star, the best summer camp in that price range.
Are you ready for the summer? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPEfxNbvcjo
And any self respecting teenage guy from the 80’s knows why it ‘just doesn’t matter’ who wins or loses.
I saw an interview with the director of Caddy Shack who said after the first day of shooting Rodney Dangerfield came up to him all concerned and apologized for bombing. The director said “what? you are killing it, it’s fantastic!”. See this was Dangerfield’s first movie, his whole career to that point had been stand up comedy. So when he was giving his lines on the set and no one laughed, he thought it was just a real bad day, instead of the crew being quiet like they had to be during filming.
I love the following scene in the movie because my dad had a golf bag the same size as Rodney’s, if not larger.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKcY75LIkRw&feature=related
I remember my friend Chris coming over to the house and stepping around the bag, asking ‘why would he need one that huge?”. My reply was, “I’m not sure, but I bet he got a heck of a deal on it.” Sure enough, when Chris complimented and questioned my dad about his new yacht like golfbag, my dad’s snappy reply was, “you should have scene the deal I got on it!”
There was always something about the screech of the bag pipes on the 45 to start the whole show and set the stage for what was to come at camp North Star, the best summer camp in that price range.
Are you ready for the summer? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPEfxNbvcjo
And any self respecting teenage guy from the 80’s knows why it ‘just doesn’t matter’ who wins or loses.
I saw an interview with the director of Caddy Shack who said after the first day of shooting Rodney Dangerfield came up to him all concerned and apologized for bombing. The director said “what? you are killing it, it’s fantastic!”. See this was Dangerfield’s first movie, his whole career to that point had been stand up comedy. So when he was giving his lines on the set and no one laughed, he thought it was just a real bad day, instead of the crew being quiet like they had to be during filming.
I love the following scene in the movie because my dad had a golf bag the same size as Rodney’s, if not larger.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NKcY75LIkRw&feature=related
I remember my friend Chris coming over to the house and stepping around the bag, asking ‘why would he need one that huge?”. My reply was, “I’m not sure, but I bet he got a heck of a deal on it.” Sure enough, when Chris complimented and questioned my dad about his new yacht like golfbag, my dad’s snappy reply was, “you should have scene the deal I got on it!”
I’ve tried to start passing on the love of the start of summer to my daughters through the creation of the Hillcrest Kick Ball Club. A big name for what couldn’t be a more informal get together. A funny thing happens when you have your daughter invite her friends to play kickball. You end up with 22 girls, 0 boys for the inaugural get together. All was going well during the 2010 KBC kickoff event when the ball started heading towards the pond. I started a full out sprint and just as I reach maximum velocity, at least the maximum for me, I felt the sharp twinge in my right hamstring. Actually it was more of a pop then a twinge. With my right leg unable to get back in front of me, I knew it was bad before I hit the ground doing a summer-salt ending flat on my back, holding the hamstring in question. As my dad would say, "getting old isn't for sissies."
It wasn’t until I couldn’t put weight on the leg and went back down to the ground when a good Samaritan called 911. I kid you not. Yes, the paramedics followed closely by the fire truck marked the end of this years first kick ball club event. And in a ‘say it ain’t so’ moment – a tiny little girl approached me and said, “But who is going to be our coach now?”
I’ve been placed on the 15 day disabled list in hopes to make the Father’s Day kickball game.
It wasn’t until I couldn’t put weight on the leg and went back down to the ground when a good Samaritan called 911. I kid you not. Yes, the paramedics followed closely by the fire truck marked the end of this years first kick ball club event. And in a ‘say it ain’t so’ moment – a tiny little girl approached me and said, “But who is going to be our coach now?”
I’ve been placed on the 15 day disabled list in hopes to make the Father’s Day kickball game.
Love this Brian. What a great true story! You poor thing, hope you are doing better! We need a family game night/cookout! Thanks for reminding me how much fun summer is for our kids.
ReplyDeleteSurely you recall Carl suggesting to Ty, that taking out Judge Schmails hamstring would cause him to lose every ball to the right and he would susequently " quit the game" ( said in slanted mouth Carl voice)
ReplyDeleteI hope your kickball career is not headed in that direction
By the way, you failed to mention the 911 call when I saw you. That has many levels of awesomeness!
Brian - I suspect your old man and mine would have gotten along well. Had your digger happened to me, my old man would have walked up, leaned over and said "huuuh!" nice flop, all you are missing is the tootoo.....not stop flopping around and go walk it off.....:-)....
ReplyDeleteI hope all is well.