Baseball Fiction

The time had finally come for me to take matters into my own hands. By this I mean my life. My father is the current owner of one of the biggest teams in history. The problem is he controls my whole life. Everything in it is up to him. Now it is my turn to do what I want and take what I want. What I want is Jase Michaels. We come up with a plan to get me out from under my father's thumb, blackmail.

Tyler was having a rough go of it. He was small and the other kids at school made fun of him all the time. He lived for the weekend and for sports. Whenever he could, Tyler played football, ice hockey, and basketball, but when Spring came his heart was on a baseball diamond. He loved baseball because his father had gotten him into it from an early age and always played catch with him. He was still so small though, and there was only a spot for him at second base on the new team, where he couldn’t do much damage.

Have you ever heard of “Handy” Andy Ketter? One day a stranger walks into a sports bar and tells the tale of a baseball player so good that everyone in the bar raises their eyebrows, but none have heard of him. Who is Andy Ketter? How good of a baseball player was he? And if he was so good, why haven’t any true-blue baseball fans heard of him? The answer will certainly surprise you, and may even make you think about what’s really important in life.

The players in the field spent their time picking the grass or picking their nose. Suddenly, contact was made and the boll rolled forwards three times. Whopper, who was not mobile, charged after it, tripped over home plate, and landed on it with his gut.