Edgar "Longshot" Ray

2004RedSox · 12-01-2009, 02:41 AM

There has never been a better pitcher to grace the mound of Saddle Brook Preparatory than Edgar “Longshot” Ray. In the beginning of Ray’s career, he was viewed by everyone – including his own team – as a pitcher who would never be anything special, or make it big. His performance in practice was always mediocre and lacking. Truth is, the Longshot was born with talent, but he’s indolent. He never takes anything seriously unless he gets something in exchange. By pitching seriously in competition, he can easily rack up athletic scholarships. That’s what he did… well, almost did anyway.

The Longshot found himself being cornered by Major League scouts to enter the amateur draft in 2011. Boston, New York (A), New York (N), Los Angeles… everyone wanted him. Everyone knew who he was. It must have been the four one-hitters the kid threw in high school ball. Tack on his two no-hitters, and you got yourself a terrific pitcher. In the player’s senior year, he watched scouts and the like drool over his stat line:

9 wins, 0 losses – 0.96 ERA, 56 IP – 67 SOs, 8 BBs

The most impressive line in America. In the world, even. That was the kind of talent the Longshot possessed. He could shatter the records many consider to be unbreakable. But, Ray was mixed up into the wrong group of people while in High School. He never drank or did drugs, his parents never allowed it, but his friends did. His friends did, and he’d stupidly get in the car with them after they had drunk. Usually, he would never have to worry about anything – they’d make it from point A to point B – in great shape. That all changed one night in December of 2010. The vehicle carrying Ray and his friends was going the wrong way on I-71, and they struck a semi. None of Ray’s friends made it out alive.

The pitcher survived; his left arm, or pitching arm, badly injured and a severe muscle tear in his leg. It was declared that he would never pitch again, but in the 2011 draft, one team decided to give him a shot… drafting him the twenty-seventh round overall, the Kansas City Royals took pity on poor Edgar and assigned him to their rookie league team. The eighteen year old now has a choice; pitch well and earn a call-up to the majors and eventually a huge contract, or give up on his goals because of the pain…

((This story will be written like Storm’s Karras story, only mine will focus on an individual player. I will do monthly updates on his progression and stats, while also detailing his off the field behavior.))

12-01-2009, 02:41 AM	#1
2004RedSox Minors (Rookie Ball) Join Date: Jun 2009 Posts: 26	Edgar "Longshot" Ray There has never been a better pitcher to grace the mound of Saddle Brook Preparatory than Edgar “Longshot” Ray. In the beginning of Ray’s career, he was viewed by everyone – including his own team – as a pitcher who would never be anything special, or make it big. His performance in practice was always mediocre and lacking. Truth is, the Longshot was born with talent, but he’s indolent. He never takes anything seriously unless he gets something in exchange. By pitching seriously in competition, he can easily rack up athletic scholarships. That’s what he did… well, almost did anyway. The Longshot found himself being cornered by Major League scouts to enter the amateur draft in 2011. Boston, New York (A), New York (N), Los Angeles… everyone wanted him. Everyone knew who he was. It must have been the four one-hitters the kid threw in high school ball. Tack on his two no-hitters, and you got yourself a terrific pitcher. In the player’s senior year, he watched scouts and the like drool over his stat line: 9 wins, 0 losses – 0.96 ERA, 56 IP – 67 SOs, 8 BBs The most impressive line in America. In the world, even. That was the kind of talent the Longshot possessed. He could shatter the records many consider to be unbreakable. But, Ray was mixed up into the wrong group of people while in High School. He never drank or did drugs, his parents never allowed it, but his friends did. His friends did, and he’d stupidly get in the car with them after they had drunk. Usually, he would never have to worry about anything – they’d make it from point A to point B – in great shape. That all changed one night in December of 2010. The vehicle carrying Ray and his friends was going the wrong way on I-71, and they struck a semi. None of Ray’s friends made it out alive. The pitcher survived; his left arm, or pitching arm, badly injured and a severe muscle tear in his leg. It was declared that he would never pitch again, but in the 2011 draft, one team decided to give him a shot… drafting him the twenty-seventh round overall, the Kansas City Royals took pity on poor Edgar and assigned him to their rookie league team. The eighteen year old now has a choice; pitch well and earn a call-up to the majors and eventually a huge contract, or give up on his goals because of the pain… ((This story will be written like Storm’s Karras story, only mine will focus on an individual player. I will do monthly updates on his progression and stats, while also detailing his off the field behavior.))