With only a broom handle, a rubber ball, a bunch of guys, and a street, you can engage in a full scale, bona fide, serious, respectable game similar in feel to classic baseball. And talk about a field. Who can beat manhole covers for bases, cars and walls for foul lines, roofs for bleachers?

Sharon Barr's documentary is a lovingly made tribute to the 20th anniversary game of stickball played by family, friends and neighbors on the Delmar, NY street she grew up on. In 1973, two of her parents' friends and neighbors -- Allen Yarinsky of Brooklyn and Bernie Steiberg of the Bronx -- decided to bring the scrappy game of their gritty urban childhoods to the leafy suburban streets of their adopted neighborhood in upstate New York. One hundred and fifty miles up the Hudson river from the streets of Brooklyn, grown-ups taught their kids -- and later their kids kids -- the charms of this simple urban wonder.

Players don't steal their mothers broom handles anymore, sewer manholes aren't used for bases and spectators sit on lawnchairs, not stoops. But the spontaneity and rudiments of the game remain the same. Kids and grownups play together now, including the occasional girl, and no matter how deeply they feel it, the adults of Paxwood Avenue in Delmar, NY aren't overly eager to point out the historical significance of stickball. They're content to forge this casual connection between neighboring families and generations, while teaching the fun and resourcefulness of a game that kids at every economic level can afford to play.