Mike Piscotty’s finger was always hovering over the remote control, but the particular The Sandlot scenes he’d want to pick apart for the Little League players lounged about his living room were already encrypted in his mind.
His three sons, Stephen, Nick and Austin, were all too familiar with his ritual. Spring nights at the Piscotty family home were more about covert coaching, less about consuming the stacks of pizza they’d ordered. Lessons in camaraderie as told by Bennie “The Jet” Rodriguez on this worn VHS tape became canon.
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Coaching, in a way, meant creating character.