Benny: Anyone who wants to be a can't-hack-it pantywaist who wears their mama's bra, raise your hand.
Benny: Just stand out there and stick your glove out in the air.
Smalls: Face it, I'm just an egghead.
Squints: If you'da been thinkin you wouldn't 'a thought that. Squints: It's about time Benny, my clothes are goin' outa style.
"The Babe": Heros get remembered, but legends never die. Follow your heart, kid, and you'll never go wrong.
Ben: Man, this is baseball. You gotta stop thinking. Just have fun.
About Smalls' hat
Benny: Got a fireplace?
Scotty Smalls: Yeah.
Benny: Throw that in there, man.
"The Babe": Everybody gets one chance to do something great. Most people never take the chance, either because they're too scared, or they don't recognize it when it spits on their shoes.
Mr. Mertle: I take it back. You're not in trouble, you're dead where you stand.
Ham Porter: You're killing me Smalls!
Ham Porter: C'mon Benny, I'm bakin' like a toasted cheeser!
Ham Porter: "Yeah? Well, you play ball like a GIIIIRRRRRRRL!"
Phillips: It's easy when you play with rejects and a fat kid, Rodriguez.
Benny: Shut your mouth, Phillips!
Ham Porter: What'd you say, crap face?!
Phillips: You shouldn't be allowed to touch a baseball. Except for Rodriguez, you're all an insult to the game.
Ham Porter: Come on! We'll take you on, right here! Right now! Come on!
Sandlot Kids: Yeah!
Phillips: We play on a real diamond, Porter. You ain't good enough to lick the dirt off our cleats.
Ham Porter: Watch it, jerk!
Phillips: Shut up, idiot!
Ham Porter: Moron!
Phillips: Scab eater!
Ham Porter: Butt sniffer!
Phillips: Pus licker!
Ham Porter: Fart smeller!
Phillips: You eat dog crap for breakfast, geek!
Ham Porter: You mix your Wheaties with your mama's toe jam!
Sandlot Kids: Yeah!
Phillips: You bob for apples in the toilet! And you like it!
Ham Porter: You play ball like a girl!
Phillips: Tomorrow. Noon, at our field. Be there, buffalo butt breath.
Ham Porter: Count on it, pee-drinking crap face!
Ham Porter: You play ball like a girl.
Kid: What did you say?
Ham Porter: You heard me.
Ham Porter: You know, if my dog were as ugly as you, I'd shave his butt and tell him to walk backwards.
Squints: L, 7, WEINIE!!!
Squints: Where did your old man get that ball?
Smalls: I don't know. Some lady gave it to him. She even signed her name on it... Ruth. Baby Ruth.
All: BABE RUTH?!
Ham Porter: Benny, why'd you bring that kid?
Benny: Because he makes nine of us.
Yeah Yeah: Yeah yeah, so does my sister, but I didn't bring her along!
Smalls: I was gonna put the ball back.
Squints: But it was signed by Babe Ruth!
Smalls: Yeah, you keep telling me that! Who is she?
Ham Porter: WHAT?! WHAT?!
Kenny: The sultan of swat!
Bertram: The king of crash!
Timmy: The colossus of clauts!
Tommy: The colossus of clauts!
All: BABE RUTH!
Ham Porter: THE GREAT BAMBINO!
Smalls: Oh yeah, the Great Bambino. Of course! I thought you said the Great Bambi.
Ham Porter: That wimpy deer?
Smalls: Yeah, I guess. Sorry.
Smalls: Oh my god! You mean that's the same guy?!
Smalls: We all lived in the neighborhood for a couple of more years-mostly through junior high school-and every summer was great. But none of them ever came close to that first one. When one guy would move away, we never replaced him on the team with anyone else. We just kept the game going like he was still there.
Mr. Mertle: Baseball was life! And I was good at it....real good.