This guy and his kids LOVE wiffleball the most. Check out this video, not only have they built a totally awesome stadium in their front-lawn, but the guy who built it is kinda hilariously crazy, in a suburban Dad kind of way.
Also, I totally want to play wiffs in that replica Fenway stadium. You guys that made it, send me an email and let’s play!


The 3 best things about this video…
3) When he says “we brought a new scoreboard”, then corrects himself to say “I bought a new scoreboard”
2) His lounging interview. So awesome.
1) COSTAS!!!
Little Fenway (littlefenway.com) is the bomb. It’s an exact 1/4 scale replica of Fenway. I would just like to note that little Fenway is in Jericho, VT which is a town not to far from where I grew up in VT. They are currently building Little Wrigley as well.
I’m sure we could arrange to have a game up there Slanch, if you want to make a trip to VT.
that guy is awesome. i love my dad, but he ranks in the top 5 dads i’d have if i couldn’t have my own.
Really enjoyed you video. Your front yard stadium is awesome!
Played a lot of wiffle ball growing up in Pennsylvania.
One day at about age 13, friend Pete and I were playing wiffle ball in my alley. It started raining and I got the idea to open up the two big doors of my empty one car garage. I batted at the back end of the garage inside while Pete pitched from the middle of the alley. It was really fun and quite a challenge to hit ball out of garage. The pitcher had to be quick because he wasn’t far from the batter. As time went on, we developed a strike zone and an astroturf infield from someones green patio carpet. If a ball were hit off of a shelf inside or garage rafters, pitcher could come in and catch it for an out as it rolled off. A safe bunt meant you bunted the ball off of the astroturf before the pitcher could grab it. home runs were balls hit over the picket fence across the alley. Fielder could walk from the alley, pick up homer in yard and if he threw it (from where it landed) on one hop or less and hit home plate or the strike zone, the batter was out. We threw medium speed because pitcher was so close. No real fastballls allowed. I’m a lefty and had quite a breaking ball that would start low, come up by the righty batters face and then break down into the zone. Everyone also had to bat their opposite. A foul on the 3rd strike was an out. We played one vs. one or two vs. two. A single was a grounder off fence or dropped by fielder, double was a grounder over fence and triple was liner off of fence. Home runs could be caught for an out as they fell out of trees. We used wiffle bats only and official wiffle balls with I believe Ron Swaboda or Tom Tresh on the box. I can’t remember the others. Word got around and in a year or so guys were coming from all over to play in our stadium. We were all Yankee fans and had pictures of Yank announcers Phil, Bill and Frank posted in garage. We played until we were about 19 then went to college and then my mom moved and new home owner tore down the “stadium” The foundation is still there as a testament to the great games of wiffle ball once played. I haven’t really thought about this in 30 years or so. thanks for bringing it all back. I live in California now. If I ever get back your way, perhaps I could visit you stadium and see if I can strike you all out with that curve or the secret “D” ball that I cannot discuss. Take care and remember to choke up a little with two strikes.