"Here we go, Burt."
Out of the tunnel the boys poured, and up the steps of the dugout. Bryan Russell, the 9-year-old actor who plays Hutch, led the mob, but he tripped on the top step of the dugout and fell flat on his face.
"Cut," ordered Doniger dejectedly, and everything stopped—except the Little Leaguers, who roared past the fallen Bryan and continued their wild charge towards Mantle and Maris.
"Hold it!" yelled Doniger. "Hold it!" And he and an assistant director, trying to save time, raced out in front of the horde waving their hands, trying to stem the tide, yelling, "Hold it, hold it," slowing and finally stopping the boys.
Behind them, Mantle spoke. "One got through," he pointed out cheerfully.
Another bit had the boys leaving the athletes and running out onto the playing field. They disappeared from camera range as they crossed the baselines but, baseball players all, they kept right on running until they got to their positions, including distant left, center and right fields. Tongues began to hang after two rehearsals, since the boys—with the exception of the three who were professional actors—ran back in at full speed, too. Doniger spoke to them. "Fellows," he said, "don't run all the way out. Just run out past the baseline. Stop right out there in the middle, near the—uh, uh—near the—uh...."
"The pitcher's mound," Mantle helped out.
Doniger smiled. "I would have figured that one out myself, Mickey."