Kierst is protecting of his posters. When he leaves Florida every spring, he turns off the lights and locks the door to his workplace realizing nobody will enter it once more till he returns in the fall. At Citi Field, the lights mechanically flip off when he’s out of the room for 10 minutes to make sure the posters’ colours don’t uninteresting.
“Some have holes or dents in the middle of them, and that’s fine. I’m O.K. with that,” he mentioned. “I just really don’t like them to fade.”
Bedrooms double as showrooms in his home, as properly. When his son, Kyle, was nonetheless sleeping in a crib, his wall was embellished with posters from “Rookie of the Year,” “Angels in the Outfield” and “The Sandlot” — a transparent ’90s theme. In his house workplace, he additionally has a poster from the 1969 movie “A Boy Named Charlie Brown,” with Peanuts characters gathered on the subject.
“Technically probably not a baseball movie,” he mentioned, “but it’s a cute poster.”
Kierst may be as subjective as an umpire about which films belong in the style. To him, “Brewster’s Millions,” the 1985 film starring Richard Pryor as a minor league pitcher, shouldn’t be a baseball film. But a poster of one other Pryor movie, “The Bingo Long Traveling All-Stars & Motor Kings,” hangs on his workplace wall in Florida.
“There are some borderline ones,” he mentioned. “For me, a baseball movie is a baseball movie.”
A holy grail exists. It is “The Pride of the Yankees,” the 1942 biopic that stars Gary Cooper as Lou Gehrig. On eBay lately, he mentioned, an authentic full-size film poster was promoting for $7,995.
“I’m not going to go that high,” Kierst mentioned. “I would like to, but I’m not going to go that high. That’s crazy.”
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