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Jason · 09-30-2005, 05:06 AM

June 1, 2005, 7am:

I guess that before I talk about what's going to happen today, I should introduce myself. Years from now when I'm a superstar (if what my parents and coaches keep telling me is true) then this will probably be worth a ton of money. I asked my new "advisor" why I'd need to make money off a journal if I was going to be "the next Babe Ruth" but he just said to shut up and do it.

So here goes. My name is Dale Ellison. I'm 17 and I just graduated from Shippensburg High School in Shippensburg, Pennsylvania. I play third base because of my baseball hero, Mike Schmidt. Some of the guys on the team used to make fun of me because I have a hero I never saw play.

Schmidt was my dad's favorite Phillies player of all time and he used to put me to bed at night with stories about Schmidt. The home run that clinched the pennant over the Expos in 1980. How he and mom almost broke up because he was late for their date because Schmidt had three home runs in a game and dad wanted to see if he would hit four...and he did. (Mom later said that I wasn't named Michael Jack Ellison because of that night.)

Since I was little I had a gift for playing baseball. I don't know how I was given the talent I have because my dad can't hit at all. He can catch it if you throw it at him but he's not much in the way of movement. I guess God was listening when dad prayed over my crib!

I wasn't happy with my year even though my parents and coaches and Sid, the "advisor" my parents hired, say it was a great year. I only hit .755 with 30 home runs. Last season I hit .820 although I only had 24 home runs. I'd rather hit a few less home runs and have the higher average but my dad keeps saying "chicks dig the long ball." I think Tony Gwynn did just fine.

It's June 1 and today is the First Year Player Draft. I've been told by my folks and their "advisor" that I shouldn't say I prefer one team over another but I really want to play for the Phillies. However, with the Phils winning the NL last season, there's no way it's going to happen. All the "mock drafts" have me going in the top 5 and Baseball America thinks I'll be the top overall pick.

I guess I could still go to college. All the teams that made it to Omaha last year offered me a full ride. Still, it's going to be hard to turn down almost a million dollars if it's thrown my way. I hate going to classes anyway...they're so boring. I'd rather just play ball.

So in a few hours I'll be a switch hitting third baseman for the Diamondbacks, Orioles, Tigers, Brewers or Astros. I really don't want to play for any of them although if I play for Baltimore I might get to work out with Cal Ripken.

My "advisor" is yelling at me to hurry up because we have to go to the "draft party" with his other clients. I'll write tonight once I know where I'm going to go. I know whoever takes me it'll be part of the deal that I don't report until next spring training...I want time to get ready. Sid seems to think that I could end up going straight to the major leagues depending on who drafts me.

09-30-2005, 05:06 AM	#2
Jason Hall Of Famer Join Date: May 2002 Posts: 3,855	June 1, 2005, 7am: I guess that before I talk about what's going to happen today, I should introduce myself. Years from now when I'm a superstar (if what my parents and coaches keep telling me is true) then this will probably be worth a ton of money. I asked my new "advisor" why I'd need to make money off a journal if I was going to be "the next Babe Ruth" but he just said to shut up and do it. So here goes. My name is Dale Ellison. I'm 17 and I just graduated from Shippensburg High School in Shippensburg, Pennsylvania. I play third base because of my baseball hero, Mike Schmidt. Some of the guys on the team used to make fun of me because I have a hero I never saw play. Schmidt was my dad's favorite Phillies player of all time and he used to put me to bed at night with stories about Schmidt. The home run that clinched the pennant over the Expos in 1980. How he and mom almost broke up because he was late for their date because Schmidt had three home runs in a game and dad wanted to see if he would hit four...and he did. (Mom later said that I wasn't named Michael Jack Ellison because of that night.) Since I was little I had a gift for playing baseball. I don't know how I was given the talent I have because my dad can't hit at all. He can catch it if you throw it at him but he's not much in the way of movement. I guess God was listening when dad prayed over my crib! I wasn't happy with my year even though my parents and coaches and Sid, the "advisor" my parents hired, say it was a great year. I only hit .755 with 30 home runs. Last season I hit .820 although I only had 24 home runs. I'd rather hit a few less home runs and have the higher average but my dad keeps saying "chicks dig the long ball." I think Tony Gwynn did just fine. It's June 1 and today is the First Year Player Draft. I've been told by my folks and their "advisor" that I shouldn't say I prefer one team over another but I really want to play for the Phillies. However, with the Phils winning the NL last season, there's no way it's going to happen. All the "mock drafts" have me going in the top 5 and Baseball America thinks I'll be the top overall pick. I guess I could still go to college. All the teams that made it to Omaha last year offered me a full ride. Still, it's going to be hard to turn down almost a million dollars if it's thrown my way. I hate going to classes anyway...they're so boring. I'd rather just play ball. So in a few hours I'll be a switch hitting third baseman for the Diamondbacks, Orioles, Tigers, Brewers or Astros. I really don't want to play for any of them although if I play for Baltimore I might get to work out with Cal Ripken. My "advisor" is yelling at me to hurry up because we have to go to the "draft party" with his other clients. I'll write tonight once I know where I'm going to go. I know whoever takes me it'll be part of the deal that I don't report until next spring training...I want time to get ready. Sid seems to think that I could end up going straight to the major leagues depending on who drafts me.