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Babe Ruth Birthplace and Museum
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The history of Babe Ruth
Nov 02, 2013 by: Erica B from Mystic, Connecticut, United States
This place is worth visiting even if you are not a huge baseball fan. You will learn about Babe Ruth's humble beginnings to the high points of his career, through to his retirement. They had some really neat artifacts like the glove he used at St. Mary's and his rookie baseball card. They a had a movie about his baseball career as well as a wall with all his home runs listed. There is a small gift shop. Parking is on the street with meters. Plan on an hour for a visit, more if you read everything.
The House That Was Built For Babe Ruth
Oct 28, 2013 by: BrettBusang from Washington, DC
The Babe Ruth Birthplace Museum was an early-adulthood mecca I managed to postpone for nearly almost forty years. Socked away in distant Baltimore, it was the Lourdes for which I, having been stuck in the Deep South, could never raise enough money (let alone walk to on my own.) Yet it was well worth the wait. The Bambino comes alive there, in the form of artifacts, newsreels, fanatical record-keeping, and a sense of good will that is as sadly genuine as the game he played – which is, alas, being displaced by the hard-driving activities that require armament-style padding. The museum is pressed between the Oriole Park, popularly known as Camden Yards, and teeming Martin Luther King Boulevard. When Ruth was a boy, the neighborhood, with its meandering streets and tidy brick houses, was known as Pigtown. It was here that Ruth became the high-spirited young man who required expatriation to St. Mary’s Academy, which attempted to reform him. While under its tutelage, he became a shirt-maker to reckon with, but a baseball player who, at sixteen, excited the attention of a local scout, who not only signed him, but took over a guardianship his parents were possibly happy to relinquish. (Ruth’s hooliganism, I think, strained the parental psyche.) In just a few years, he was distinguishing himself, not as the slugger for which is better known today, but as a pitcher for the Boston Red Sox. Then came the infamous trade to the Yankees and stardom as The Sultan of Swat and other alliterative (The Wali of Wallop?) constructions. Ruth’s home-run hitting was as anomalous as it was exciting. And it brought a brand-new cachet to a game that was no more genteel that it had to be. In the Teens and Twenties, baseball appealed, by and large, to a working-class audience that cheered and hollered its way through a hundred and fifty four ballgames a year. And while presidents were on hand to throw out first balls and appoint certain ballplayers to fictitious offices, baseball drew its enthusiasts from the lowest ranks of the American economy. And was content to see working-class schlubs push at turnstiles and slurp warm beer from fishbowl-sized growlers. Ruth was born in 1895, when baseball was already popular. Yet when he was done with the game, it had become, largely because of his deadly serious pursuit of the long ball, The National Pastime. Ruth spawned so many products, it is impossible to know them all. He made ten movies and did a stint as a vaudeville player. He famously boasted that he made more money than the president. Yet the boast was a good-natured one. What he didn’t say is that he made A LOT more money than the president. Which he did. People wanted to see Babe Ruth hit home runs far more than they wanted to hear Calvin Coolidge make an almost wordless speech. The Museum does a good job time-lining Ruth’s life and career. It has renovated the little parlor in which men in celluloid collars sat for a while before repairing to his father’s bar and restaurant to slam down a few. (In the one photograph of Ruth fils and pere, the two look as much alike as father and son possibly can. They are almost replicas – something you expect to see, but do hardly ever.) On a TV monitor, a continuous loop of Ruthian milestones can be seen and heard. In an adjacent room is a somewhat irrelevant presentation about The Stars-spangled Banner and how it came to be played at baseball games throughout the land. In all other regards, the old townhouse hits a home run with its emphasis on Ruth’s career and personal life, which was remarkably low-key considering his antics on the field. Amidst a raft of astonishing statistics – which I won’t trot out here – Ruth comes off as a decent fellow, willing to sign baseballs even when he looks tired; smile big for cameras that must’ve pointed at him all the time; and roughhouse with teammates he saw every day for months on end. Ruth became a beloved figure not merely for his accomplishments in the field, but for his overall humanity, which can’t be faked. Having been subjected, over the years, to prima donnaism, in the persons of Reggie Jackson and Barry Bonds, to name a few, it is crudely refreshing to realize that extraordinary athleticism need not be accompanied by the sense of entitlement that has very possibly turned potential fans away from baseball. By the standards of his day, Ruth’s salary was (to use a word that described him physically) humongous. Yet it never, as one might say, went to his head. Though he enjoyed himself on the field, he was modest about his achievements. Yet he was as serious a baseball technician as there ever was. I was delighted to see a picture of Ruth sliding into home and being called safe. He looks like any other player in the midst of a close one, which is to say completely intent on what he is doing and not any more self-assured than he needs to be. Pigtown has been re-named Ridgely’s Delight and is not without Baltimore’s signature taverns as well as a few coffee-shops and eateries. The Babe Ruth Museum is smack in the middle of it. As you follow the baseballs on the sidewalk, which are painted there to guide you to the Sports Legends Museum, you will see Oriole Park/Camden Yards, in whose outfield the family tavern stood. I have mixed feelings about the newish (1992) stadium, which was designed to feel old and incorporated a fine-looking warehouse, which has been converted to shops and stores. Yet it makes Pigtown seem rather fragile – a time capsule that might be erased just as the old tavern was. Yet because Ruth exemplified baseball for so many people, the museum is safe for as long as baseball is played. And that isn’t a bad thing in the least. The Babe Ruth Birthplace Museum is located at 216 Emory Street, three blocks west of Oriole Park/Camden Yards. It is open year-round (except on Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s Day) Tuesday through Saturday from 10.00 a.m. to 5 p.m. Admission is: $8.00 for adults and $6.00 for seniors. For more information, call: (410) 727-1539.
Follow the baseballs
Oct 23, 2013 by: spinkick from Illinois
Whomever came up with the idea of painting baseballs on the side walk was genius. The address is 1216 Emory-a little side street just a few blocks from Orioles Park. I walked for blocks in the rain looking for the place until I found out that you can follow the baseballs from the Sports Museum. The front step is slick marble. There is a huge blow up of Babe at the Lou Gehrig memorial. Downstairs is a movie about the Star Spangled Banner and MLB, takes about 15 minutes and should NOT be missed. There is a fair amount of memorabilia presented well. Was surprised at how short his bat was compared to modern. Go up the front stairs to the second level which are straight, the back set is a severe spiral that even teenagers had difficulties with the top step. The railings are covered with a genuine Louisville Slugger. Gift shop is very small and limited selection. Is supposed to be remodeled next year-don't know how that will work out
Worthwhile for a short visit
Sep 23, 2013 by: tchoiniere from Ellington, Connecticut
We stopped here while in Baltimore and enjoyed the visit. Yes, some of the exhibits feel very random but as a baseball fan, it is definitely worth a short stop. We spent around 45 minutes here and saw everything. They will be undergoing a major renovation to make it more accessible so not sure how much will be open during construction.
Baseballs on sidewalk lead you to this site
Aug 04, 2013 by: Tozzie11 from Superior, Colorado
Less than 2 blocks from the Hampton Inn, one just follows the baseballs on the sidewalk to find the Babe's Birthplace and Museum. An hour is more than sufficient to see it all. All kinds of Babe memorabilia including his birth certificate. My favorite is the famous picture of Babe in his last game at Yankee Stadium. The video downstairs of the Star Spangled Banner will bring goose pimples and is worth watching. There are stairs that may be difficult to navigate for the elderly and/or disabled. Some good facts about the Babe's childhood and his time spent in a Baltimore orphanage.
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