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Bluellama44 · 06-18-2019, 03:16 PM

A young man named Steve Fleming saw this advertisement of a new club with a grand stadium, so he went to check it out. Fleming immediately fell in love with the ballpark. Noticing a young man with baseball gear as a potential player, a guard directed Fleming to a batting cage, where he could show off his skills to the owner himself. Most people trying out for the team in those batting cages were slightly older, clean cut men, and they were hitting better than anyone Steve had ever seen. The pitching was also the fastest Fleming had seen in his life. He took a look at Robblestock and noticed he was looking down at his watch. He seemed to be concerned. As Steve stepped in the cage, Robblestock adjusted his glasses and looked closely. He saw that Fleming was young, and probably poor based on the way he dressed. These were the kind of people Robblestock paid extra attention to. Although he wouldn’t ever admit it, Robblestock favored guys like this. People who needed the money. Fleming looked overmatched. He was clearly in his own head. This was his opportunity to make some money and maybe even… get famous or something., 3 heaters flew by him. He took a hefty cut at the 4th, which turned out to be a curveball, and then stepped out of the cage. Someone cut to the side of Fleming as he was walking away and confronted him. It was the pitcher. He wasn’t much taller than Fleming at about 5’10”, but was big and muscular. Fleming had never heard of a black man playing baseball, but here was one chewing him out about watching the pitches. “How do you expect to hit me by watching pitches? I don’t got too much left in the tank. Get back in the cages and swing your bat. I better be seeing you again soon. Fleming left for the cages wearily, but his lack of confidence changed quick. He murdered every single pitch the BP pitcher grooved down the middle, taken aback by his own power. After 4 whole hours of hitting, Fleming wandered back to the tryout cages in the dark. It was now 10 PM. The pitcher, whose name was Demetrius Graves as Fleming had learned, woke up Robblestock, and was pleased to see he was willing to watch them play. He would give Fleming 5 more at bats against a tired Demetrius Graves. Fleming struck out the first two ABs, but quickly rebounding and crushed the next 3, noticeably harder than the guys he saw walking in. Moments later, Robblestock rose and gave Fleming the opportunity of a lifetime the next day. Both were eager to take it. Studly Steve Fleming would go down as the best player in ULB history. He was the only man to hit over 600 home runs, and would inspire many kids to play baseball and join the ABL. Demetrius Graves was an outstanding pitcher and later joined Fleming in the ULB Hall of Fame with 367 wins and 3130 strikeouts.

Dan Robblestock was a huge baseball fan as a kid. Unlike other kids his age, Dan always knew his favorite player’s stats and personalities. His dad Johnny was the longtime GM of the Chicago Bruins and New Orleans Gators, and his great grandpa created the Bruins and was one of the founding members of the league. Dan was born in 1975, so he grew up watching some of the Gator’s best players of all time. Dan still owns many signed Gators jerseys, including one signed by the great Naldo Sainz. His most cherished jersey however, is one signed by the legendary Steve Fleming, the best player in ULB history, one who was said to have been close friends with Babe Ruth. Dan dreamed of playing with the Gators, but soon realized he didn’t have what it takes to make a college team and get drafted. Dan was perfectly fine with this. He enjoyed playing, but never planned to go pro. He wanted to follow the footsteps of his dad. Johnny always talked to Dan about the team at the dinner table, thinking it would bore the kid to death, but also help Dan learn about the game. The truth is, he always intently listened and would later apply what his dad had taught him at the dinner table with his first managing job with the Chicago Bruins’ Rookie League affiliate. He immediately fell in love with the Bruins’ culture and the way the fans would get behind his team. Dan quickly climbed up through the minors and landed an Assistant GM spot in 2008. The Bruins fans were thrilled to hear that the son of the beloved Johnny Robblestock was appointed a job with the major league team. Dan adored the atmosphere in Bruins Park. They had some of the most loving and rowdiest fans in the league. Bruins Park was a very old styled stadium. It looked like an old minor league park, but it was much bigger and had a big bear statue in centerfield that would roar when a Bruin hit a home run. The #1 starter would make grand entrances onto the field including fireworks, pyro, and whatever else the stadium could spew into the air. Although the Bruins fans were coming to the park, the team had been mediocre for years, but the ownership seemed to be alright with it. The Bruins fell into an uncharacteristic stretch of losing seasons starting with 2007, going 76-78. They followed the subpar year with another at 74-80, and then fell to 67-87. In 2010, the team slightly improved, but not enough to make anyone content, as the team went 69-85. It was time to do something about it.

06-18-2019, 03:16 PM	#2
Bluellama44 Minors (Double A) Join Date: Jun 2019 Posts: 101	A young man named Steve Fleming saw this advertisement of a new club with a grand stadium, so he went to check it out. Fleming immediately fell in love with the ballpark. Noticing a young man with baseball gear as a potential player, a guard directed Fleming to a batting cage, where he could show off his skills to the owner himself. Most people trying out for the team in those batting cages were slightly older, clean cut men, and they were hitting better than anyone Steve had ever seen. The pitching was also the fastest Fleming had seen in his life. He took a look at Robblestock and noticed he was looking down at his watch. He seemed to be concerned. As Steve stepped in the cage, Robblestock adjusted his glasses and looked closely. He saw that Fleming was young, and probably poor based on the way he dressed. These were the kind of people Robblestock paid extra attention to. Although he wouldn’t ever admit it, Robblestock favored guys like this. People who needed the money. Fleming looked overmatched. He was clearly in his own head. This was his opportunity to make some money and maybe even… get famous or something., 3 heaters flew by him. He took a hefty cut at the 4th, which turned out to be a curveball, and then stepped out of the cage. Someone cut to the side of Fleming as he was walking away and confronted him. It was the pitcher. He wasn’t much taller than Fleming at about 5’10”, but was big and muscular. Fleming had never heard of a black man playing baseball, but here was one chewing him out about watching the pitches. “How do you expect to hit me by watching pitches? I don’t got too much left in the tank. Get back in the cages and swing your bat. I better be seeing you again soon. Fleming left for the cages wearily, but his lack of confidence changed quick. He murdered every single pitch the BP pitcher grooved down the middle, taken aback by his own power. After 4 whole hours of hitting, Fleming wandered back to the tryout cages in the dark. It was now 10 PM. The pitcher, whose name was Demetrius Graves as Fleming had learned, woke up Robblestock, and was pleased to see he was willing to watch them play. He would give Fleming 5 more at bats against a tired Demetrius Graves. Fleming struck out the first two ABs, but quickly rebounding and crushed the next 3, noticeably harder than the guys he saw walking in. Moments later, Robblestock rose and gave Fleming the opportunity of a lifetime the next day. Both were eager to take it. Studly Steve Fleming would go down as the best player in ULB history. He was the only man to hit over 600 home runs, and would inspire many kids to play baseball and join the ABL. Demetrius Graves was an outstanding pitcher and later joined Fleming in the ULB Hall of Fame with 367 wins and 3130 strikeouts. Dan Robblestock was a huge baseball fan as a kid. Unlike other kids his age, Dan always knew his favorite player’s stats and personalities. His dad Johnny was the longtime GM of the Chicago Bruins and New Orleans Gators, and his great grandpa created the Bruins and was one of the founding members of the league. Dan was born in 1975, so he grew up watching some of the Gator’s best players of all time. Dan still owns many signed Gators jerseys, including one signed by the great Naldo Sainz. His most cherished jersey however, is one signed by the legendary Steve Fleming, the best player in ULB history, one who was said to have been close friends with Babe Ruth. Dan dreamed of playing with the Gators, but soon realized he didn’t have what it takes to make a college team and get drafted. Dan was perfectly fine with this. He enjoyed playing, but never planned to go pro. He wanted to follow the footsteps of his dad. Johnny always talked to Dan about the team at the dinner table, thinking it would bore the kid to death, but also help Dan learn about the game. The truth is, he always intently listened and would later apply what his dad had taught him at the dinner table with his first managing job with the Chicago Bruins’ Rookie League affiliate. He immediately fell in love with the Bruins’ culture and the way the fans would get behind his team. Dan quickly climbed up through the minors and landed an Assistant GM spot in 2008. The Bruins fans were thrilled to hear that the son of the beloved Johnny Robblestock was appointed a job with the major league team. Dan adored the atmosphere in Bruins Park. They had some of the most loving and rowdiest fans in the league. Bruins Park was a very old styled stadium. It looked like an old minor league park, but it was much bigger and had a big bear statue in centerfield that would roar when a Bruin hit a home run. The #1 starter would make grand entrances onto the field including fireworks, pyro, and whatever else the stadium could spew into the air. Although the Bruins fans were coming to the park, the team had been mediocre for years, but the ownership seemed to be alright with it. The Bruins fell into an uncharacteristic stretch of losing seasons starting with 2007, going 76-78. They followed the subpar year with another at 74-80, and then fell to 67-87. In 2010, the team slightly improved, but not enough to make anyone content, as the team went 69-85. It was time to do something about it.