His world series jersey is pinned to his bedroom wall, and his cap, ring, and jacket are prominently displayed. McGrath is the Australian junior-national team's top lefthanded pitcher, and at international tournaments he has faced a few players from Taiwan's '89 world series team. Of all the Trumbull players, he is the one most at ease with the team's triumph, because when he arrived in Malvern there were no great expectations or jealous taunts, no motorcades or invitations from the prime minister. Says McGrath, "At home, I was just another person."
Five years ago there were times when all the Trumbull players wished for that kind of anonymity. But now the mementos have started to come out of the dresser drawers. At the reunion Dave Galla mugged for cameras with his diminutive jersey held against his six-foot frame. The other day Martin showed his girlfriend some of his memorabilia. Only now do the players laugh at some of the ironic moments of that summer. "Adults were asking for our autograph," says Galla. "How cool was that?" Only now do they joke about the awkward age of 12. "We looked like such geeks," says Paul Coniglio, a reserve on the team.
When the pizza and cake had been devoured at the reunion and the afternoon sun had started to fade, the parents began to arrive. As the over-17 crowd trickled in, couple by couple, and arranged a circle of lawn chairs on the deck, gin and tonics were poured, and soon the parents were reminiscing about 1989. It was definitely time for the ex-champs to leave, and the drivers got into their cars and headed out into the dusk—and the rest of their lives.