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       Caleb Weaver
       By: Caleb Weaver Date: May 30, 2016, 8:59 pm
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       Work in Progress*
       Race: Pegasus
       Age: 22
       “Caleb Weaver might be the next superstar to enter the MLB.”
       “There is no risk with Caleb! Scouts have been watching this kid
       for years, they can’t find a single problem with this kid.”
       “4.0 GPA, Honor roll, never got into trouble, All-Equestrian
       high school baseball player, this guy has it all.”
       “There’s not a single team, that would pass up on him. He is the
       a legendary player that hasn’t been born yet.”
       “Should he go to college? Hell no, he doesn’t need to. He’s
       better than any college player out there.”
       The radio station were all talking about the same kid. Caleb
       Weaver was gonna be one special baseball player.
       Years ago he would be sitting in the kitchen with two executives
       from the Manehatten Mets and his parents.
       “Tell me why you think Caleb is so special.” His father asked
       the Executives
       “Very rare do you come up on a kid like Caleb. Who can run, who
       can field, who could throw, who can hit, and who can hit well.
       Many youngsters we are interested in only have two of those
       tools and we hope to develop a third. Caleb Weaver has five. You
       don’t see that very often. The entire Mets organization will be
       behind Caleb and we are ready to make a financial commitment to
       him. He will become the next big-name center fielder.
       “You do realize he has a full scholarship to the Stanford
       University to place ball there.” His mother responded.
       “We do.”
       “Then he can do both?”
       “Unfortunately no. We plan to take him very early on in the
       draft. We can’t risk him going to college for four years and
       getting injured. But we hope this check is enough to show you
       how much we believe in your son.”
       There would be a moment of silence before his dad spoke up.
       “This is your decision Caleb, we will support you either way.”
       Those words stuck with him as he stepped up to plate during his
       first game. He could still hear the radio shows in his head.
       “This kid will be great.”
       “Caleb has never lost in his life.”
       The first pitch was much faster than he ever thought it would
       be.
       “Strike one!” The umpire barked.
       Shrugging it off, he lost some confidence as the second pitch
       went right by him.
       “Strike two!”
       “He could’ve went to Stanford, could’ve played football. He
       chose the different route.”
       The ball whizzed by one last time.
       “Strike three!”
       Caleb hung his head and walked back to the dugout.
       “Some players are just not ready for the big league.”
       The next few years he bounced around. At one point even going
       back to the minor leagues and finding little success there.
       “You can’t be 100% right about every player. That’s the case
       with Weaver. He just never panned out. That’s okay, as a team
       manager, you just move on.”
       “No one can blame the Mets or any team for taking a chance on
       him.”
       Soon instead of baseball, Caleb was becoming more well known for
       being unable to catch up to a high ball, throwing Gatorade
       coolers across the dugout, breaking bats in half in frustration,
       and just getting cut from so many teams forcing him to move
       around a lot. Some of those teams included the Las Pegasus
       Angels, Baltimare Orioles, and even the Cloudsdale Astros. Those
       teams all hoped that he would get better. That maybe the player
       that Caleb was supposed to be would show up. Unfortunately, as
       of now, that player never did. Finally, he settled down by the
       Ponyville Dodgers. A financially poor team that was willing to
       take any player they could for cheap. They aren’t a horrible
       team, but they certainly can’t compete with teams like the Mets
       That’s where he is today. Money isn’t an issue, he actually has
       a lot due to the contracts he signed with different teams, but
       he doesn’t care about that. Not going to a university means he
       can’t find a job even if he wanted to.
       Now he wasn’t a garbage player, that’s why teams still want him,
       but he was still not remotely good as he was supposed to be. He
       is still considered one of the biggest draft busts and one of
       the biggest let down players of all time. He spends a lot of
       time practicing and hanging around the Ponyville community, but
       time is ticking and he’s only getting older. The door to his
       career is slowly closing.
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