There is a moment in “Moneyball” that will always stick with me.  In the scene, a character is being offered a contract to play professional baseball for an unrevealed amount of money by MLB talent scouts.  If not the MLB, the character also has a full ride scholarship to Stanford sitting on the table.  The scene takes place in a kitchen, amongst a standard, common looking middle class home, with parents sitting beside their son trying to figure out what the best choice is.  The sense of realism – everything from the unfamiliar actors at the table, to the matter of fact way in which the scouts make their offer made all the big business, flash, and politics of sports become washed away in light of a confused looking young man deciding the fate of his life.