Man, digging through old sports footage always feels like a treasure hunt. I’d totally forgotten about my old external drive tucked behind the coffee maker. Dusted it off last Tuesday and plugged it in, praying it hadn’t gone kaput. Saw that folder labeled “2013 Ballpark Shots” and knew I had to dive back into the All-Star game.
Rummaging Through the Archives
Scrolling through folders felt like time travel. Grainy videos, blurry phone pics – total chaos. Took me a solid hour just to piece together the major moments. Grabbed a coffee, sat cross-legged on the floor, and started dragging files onto the laptop. Couldn’t trust that ancient drive not to die mid-transfer.
Reliving Those Top 5 Plays
Fired up the video editor – wouldn’t call myself pro, just stubborn. Wanted clean cuts between moments, no fancy effects, just raw game vibes. Rewound each play like ten times, scribbling timestamps on a sticky note stuck to the screen. Here’s what hit hardest:
- Prince Fielder’s Triple: Dude was slow like a tractor, but seeing him leg out three bases? Had me shouting “GO! GO!” at my laptop like an idiot.
- Mariano Rivera’s Entrance: Chills. Pure chills. The whole damn stadium standing, Metallica blasting… even my cat looked impressed. Fumbled cutting the audio right on that first drum hit.
- Salvador Perez Robbing Wright: That diving catch? Nearly dumped my coffee rewinding it. Camera angle from behind the plate made it look impossible.
- Chris Sale’s Filthy Slider: Zoomed in frame-by-frame on Miggy’s confused swing. Ball started at his hip and ended in the dirt. Laughed out loud.
- Wright’s Pinch-Hit Double: Talk about pressure. Bases loaded, bottom of the 8th. Crowd noise in the clip sounded like a jet engine taking off. Kershaw probably still owes him a beer for that save.
Piecing It Together
Slapped those clips together rough-cut first. Audio levels were a mess – crowd noise drowned the announcers half the time. Spent ages tweaking that balance, muting my own accidental “Whoa!” caught on mic. Added simple text overlays: player names, inning. No flashy stuff. Hit export… walked away before I could second-guess.
Watched the final cut standing up, bouncing on my toes. Felt that same buzz like I was back in Queens that night. Doesn’t matter that my editing’s clumsy or that drive sounds like a dying lawnmower. Preserving those goosebump moments? Totally worth the dusty fingers. Might just dig out 2014’s game next week.
