While the producers were gathering footage I neglected to remember that the film was about Fantasy Baseball and not about the CFCL. I also failed to understand the filmmaking process and assumed that everything shot would find its way into the movie. I mean, c’mon, we’re a bunch of photogenic guys and . . . ok, not so much photogenic (actually terribly unphotogenic) but we were REAL! How could the general public not want to watch a documentary on nothing but us?
Fortunately the producers understood the big picture, taking tons of footage just in case their film went in a direction they hadn’t intended. But for a novice like me, I thought all of it was gold – and it cost me.
The process was pretty cool. The producers had David and me go back to our high school (Oak Park River Forest) and through prior arrangements we were allowed to walk around the student center and up to the room where we offered Mr. Swierk charter involvement in the CFCL all the while a camera crew followed us around. This was all pre “Jersey Shore” and “Real Housewives” so it felt new and odd and vainly cool. We even received a little write up in the school newsletter.
We went to the apartment that David and I shared in the early CFCL years and reminisced. After the draft the producers met me at my Naperville office and we drove to a local ballfield and talked about the season, the standings and expectations.