Fallout: New Vegas' Mojave Baseball League

[StLee]

Originally Posted by farmkidD2

It is amazing, for the past 3 years, a fallout baseball league has been on my mind, although it wasn't as location specific as yours. I actually started one. I thought the logos would be the hard part, but then I realized that I kept having players get drafted from cities that don't exist.

Did you go through and edit your world.xml file? I also thought it would be fun to edit the storylines.xml file, but that one could take a while. I was wondering if you did this, or if you just changed the uniforms and logos?

I didn't touch the cities files at all. I just basically set every team in Las Vegas and changed the team names to match Fallout: New Vegas locales. I made all the uniforms myself, along with borrowing and changing logos from the wiki site or through Google searches. For player birth cities, I mostly just ignore them. If I have any need for a specific place for narrative needs, I'll just edit the player's birthplace to something relevant.


For the Mojave events, I am using a random events file and changing those events to match my world. When I roll double 1's, there is a player injury event. When I roll 6's, it's a player feud event. 2's and 3's equal a chem event. From there I run random numerals to determine which event occurs. It doesn't contain EVERYTHING from the Fallout universe, but there are enough different events to give variety. I also use my own gameplay experience with some of the Fallout humor to change events as needed.


My universe actually contains many other narrative explorations from the Fallout world, though I have not yet explored many of those events. For instance, the Vault Dweller (Fallout), the Chosen One (Fallout 2), and the Lone Wanderer (Fallout 3) are all out there waiting for their cameo. Now I've introduced the Historian, the Keeper, the Beggar, and Tommy, though I am keeping their roles mysterious for now, depending how long I keep up with this dynasty.


Anyway, thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy my dynasty, and let me know if you have any more questions.

[farmkidD2]

I was wondering if I could use your logos, caps and jersies to be a minor league in my fallout world, based primarily on 3 in the Capital Wasteland?

Also, how did you get the wasteland and ruins in the background of your player images?

[StLee]

Originally Posted by farmkidD2

I was wondering if I could use your logos, caps and jersies to be a minor league in my fallout world, based primarily on 3 in the Capital Wasteland?

Also, how did you get the wasteland and ruins in the background of your player images?

No problem about using the caps and logos. I think I put all of them in my uniforms thread (linked in my signature below). For the backgrounds, when I wasn't lazy in making them, I would add Mojave-style backgrounds by blending the player pictures with another image in Photoshop. It took me awhile to make them look presentable, so I didn't spend much time doing it. In fact, I'd have to look through this thread again just to see when I did it.

[farmkidD2]

Originally Posted by StLee

No problem about using the caps and logos. I think I put all of them in my uniforms thread (linked in my signature below). For the backgrounds, when I wasn't lazy in making them, I would add Mojave-style backgrounds by blending the player pictures with another image in Photoshop. It took me awhile to make them look presentable, so I didn't spend much time doing it. In fact, I'd have to look through this thread again just to see when I did it.

Is there a way to insert several random background images into the game to grab from when making photos, so this would happen automatically, or should I ask this over in the graphics mod forum?

[StLee]

I'm not sure how to do it, so asking in the mods forum may be better.

[StLee]

Reading through these series of journals, I'm starting to see the connections to different people but now how this connects to baseball. I suppose I should be patient. However, it would be easier if Lee just used names.


This is another of the stories in Lee's journal containing some unnamed character doing something in the Mojave. There ARE dates mentioned in this story, though. The first date was the day the Great War ended, October 23, 2077, when the world as far as we know changed into a giant wasteland. The second date is the end of this particular story, April 27, 2081. That date is not particularly important, but it appears to me to be the time when the White Glove Society first took over ownership of the Ultra Luxe. So the White Glove Society has been around for 200 years? And, based on the news tidbit that came out around this time--which I will tell you soon--I would say the White Glove Society is definitely important in this story.


Read on. I call this story "Zombie."



"It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?"
- Cranberries’ “Zombie”

It’s the date we all know. October. Twenty-three. Twenty seventy-seven.

Were you there when the bombs started falling? Were you there when the people got their skin melting off? Did you see the zombies the bombs created?

I remember what we looked like. I remember what HE looked like. He was old, decrepit, rich as ****, and cockier still. HE was one of the bosses, and HE was holed up in one of the casinos, just like Mr. House. Two old, rich ****s. That’s who THEY was.

But for ME? I was no zombie. Oh, that’s not what they’re called here. I say “zombie” and people look at me like I’m ugly AND a gotdamn ******ation, too. I was no zombie, but I am now. Well, I sort of am. My face melted off alright, and radiation tastes like medicine but the good tasting kind of medicine. I can soak in a rad-filled bunker all day and feel like I had a workout, ate a steak, and got sucked off. Know what I mean?

But that’s pointless right now. Most of the family I had survived the gotdamn bombs, but we all looked worse for it. We became zombies. I became sort of a zombie. I looked it. I have all my bones and muscles just as they were, but no skin to hide the ugly. Some people started glowing and lit up like a neon sign on the strip. Not me. I just melted. And not my dad and mommy and sister and her three kids. No, they all went strange. Like a zombie. They started ripping living, breathing people apart and eating them, dicks and all. I tried talking to them after I realized they wouldn’t eat me, but not a one of them listened. They were brainless things, hungry for destruction and flesh like those old radio programs I used to listen to when I was a kid right before the world went completely mole**** insane. It was a gotdamn shame what happened to my family and just about everybody in my town. But then I got jealous. And that’s when I wasn’t happy with nothing. I mean, how was I going to get anymore girls looking like this. Know what I mean?

So I made up my mind that I was going to kill those two old ****s because they had enough money to help protect all of us and they didn’t do a gotdamn thing to change it. They was just sitting up in their penthouses counting their money and whacking off. The problem I had, though, was I didn’t know exactly who House was. Can’t say I ever saw him in public. I mean, everybody knew what he looked like because his face was plastered all around Las Vegas. But nobody seen him.

Now the other one? He was ugly as ****. He was all scarred up like he had been in a fight with a deathclaw. And his skin was all withered like a gotdamn prune. Know what I mean? He was one ugly ****er. And he was rich enough to buy some of them titanium teeth, but he just kept right on showing off all of them missing gotdamn things like he had no care in the world. I think just about everybody hated that man. He was just born lucky.

Yeah, we all knew the story about him. Walked into a casino sometime before the start of the war smelling like a brahmin took a mean ****. Stuck some money he musta stole or something on a craps table. About 2 or 3 days later he was walking around like he owned Vegas. Throwing 100s into beggar’s cups like he had nothing to lose. About a month later and he was buying up property all on the outskirts of the strip. About a year later and he bought a gotdamn casino. Born with the luck of a unicorn’s shoe wrapped in a rabbit’s left foot’s Ace of gotdamn spades. Know what I mean? Nobody in Vegas ever had that kind of luck. Not me, not nobody but that ugly duck king.

So he got rich and turned into a regular Hoodin Rob. He made all the beggars rich and put them to work and by the time the bombs fell, regular working Bobs like me were getting rained on and all those toothless ****s were hunkered down in a rad-proof hotel room. That’s what you call life being unfair.

The time HE got rich was way before my time. That was some 50 years or so before the Great War. Know what I mean? He was young then. He was old when the bombs started falling. And as far as I was concerned, the good ole USAF had nothing to do with the bombs but it was the rich ****s like House and that ugly bastard that made it happen. They was always funding this and that to help the war go on. I always heard from my dad that war was money. Rich people became super rich when there was a war. And poor regular Bobs like me just got dead or poor. That’s why I wanted to off Mr. House and Mr. Ugly. And that’s what I aimed to do.

What I found out, though, was there was a lot of problems with trying to walk right up to people and shoot them in the gotdamn eye socket. First, I was zombie. Zombies don’t go stomping through the strip without somebody or a whole gotdamn army noticing. So that was out. I would get shot and that was that. So I needed a plan. That’s when luck finally found me, at least for a little while.

I was away from my family for awhile, watching from the shadows how things worked on the strip. There was securitrons patrolling the Lucky 38 at all times. There was not much of nothing surrounding the other casinos. It was stupid of me to forget what casino the ugly man owned. It didn’t matter. There was only four casinos left standing. And they was just on one end of the strip. The whole rest of the strip was just up and gone. Blown to swiftereens. I was hoping the ugly man owned one of the ones gone. But I just didn’t think so. He’s too lucky for that. So I knew I had to find him. That’s where my luck got better. I couldn’t find him so finally I had to give up.

Come to find out a whole lot of tribesmen unaffected from the bombs started moving into the Mojave right after the Great War was done and over. They started fighting it out and they got ahold to them casinos left, all except the Lucky 38 where Mr. House was holed up. And the ugly man got pushed out along with his army of homeless toothlessmen. I had already headed back to my home and when I got there almost all the zombies had done lost most of their clothes which meant I couldn’t tell asshole from bitch. Know what I mean? It also meant that I didn’t know who my dad or mommy or sister or her three kids were anymore either. Everybody was naked and except for being different sizes all the zombies looked just alike. So I said my peace to my family because I didn’t think they was even alive anymore. So that’s when my plan hit me like a sledgehammer. I could use all the zombies as my own little army to attack whoever I wanted.

The ugly man was drove out by them tribals and he had nowhere to go but down. And down meant he had to go out of the strip. And out of the strip meant that if he went any way but north, I could probably spring a trap. So I had my pens set up full of zombies.

I don’t know what happened in 1916. I heard there was another Great War and even another. But I never listened in class. But I did take some music classes and one of my teachers had these old songs she called war songs and she played it and I don’t know why but I really liked that zombie song and I would sing it over and over when I was taking a shower or walking to work or whatever and it must have been a great song for me because it ended up being the story of my life.

I was born in 2058. When I was just born, my dad got a job in a mine at the Grand Canyon. He didn’t know what he was pulling out of there, but we found out later that the stones coming out of the Canyon was being used to make the same big bombs that the Chinese was making to rain on our heads. Dad quit when I was about 15, but he was looking about 20 years older than he was and he was really hurting every day. By the time the war started he had 17 fingers growing out of his back. I mean real fingers. Human fingers. He said it was the uranium.

Other strange stuff was happening in the Mojave, too. One day my sister’s husband and me was pulling some cactus to make some morning juice. You can milk a cactus. Know what I mean? Well, we was out in the desert. Not a cloud in the sky or nothing. Then, while I was yanking on a nice big cactus and my brolaw was tugging behind me, there was this big bang and bright lights and I fell to the ground. And when I turned around, there was nothing behind me but my brolaw’s clothes on the ground looking like they was still pulling on the rope. He was just gone like a gopher with a new coin.

I took my brolaw’s clothes back to my parents’ house and my sister who was pregnant at that time for her third kid started yelling on that I had killed her husband but then I said Look at his clothes. How can I kill him when there’s nothing like blood or tears on his clothes? He just disappeared. Honest. He was my best friend I don’t want to kill him. So my sister started to believe me but my dad and me went ride out to the big cactus to make sure I wasn’t lying and when he saw there was the rope still tied up to the cactus and there wasn’t none of my brolaw’s footprints going anywhere from the big cactus he believed me. Musta been aliens from outerspace took him for some ass probing my dad said. And I didn’t think about that at the time because I would have never moved again and just died right there if I thought an alien from outer space coulda done that. I didn’t tell my dad but I didn’t believe in aliens from outer space. But then I didn’t know what happened to my brolaw so it coulda been anything. The fact is he was just gone. And then my sister forgave me and I became kinda like a dad to her kids and kinda like a husband to her. Know what I mean?

I worked in the desert doing whatever jobs I could find. Me and this guy used to live about 10 miles from us used to go out catching scorpions when they was smaller than your pecker. We would catch them and drain all their poison and then sell the poison to some desert hunters and any USAF patrolling through the desert. Scorpion poison was real good for stopping prey and roving gangsters both. The UAF—that’s the Unamerican Forces looking for damn foreigners—really liked our efforts too and told us we were American heroes. Don’t know what happened to the guy I used to scorpion catch with though. He liked to try out the plants of the Mojave. Smoke them til he forgot his name. One day he maybe passed out on a scorpion nest or something but nobody ever saw him alive again either.

I worked in the desert but mommy made me go to school sometimes too to better myself she said. It was all boring math and books and history and science. And then there was music. That’s where I used to listen all the time to every word my teacher said and she would even let me skip the other classes to listen to more music. So when mommy asked What you study today? I just said A whole lot of sweet sounding history and that made my mommy smile real wide.

On the day the bombs fell I was out in the desert collecting tumbleweed for cooking wood. I could see my sister was washing some clothes and her three kids was playing and then there was these giant wooshes of sounds going through the air and we all ran to the cellar and tried to save ourselves. The cellar doors got real hot like a big sky fire was on top of us and we knew we was lucky not to be burned and we would have if we stayed outside. All the people around us had heard the bombs was coming so they hid in their cellars too. The problem with the cellars was they could stop the fire but they had nothing on the rads pouring through the cracks and the song in my head in my head was coming true. All of us started feeling the effects right away. Our flesh smelled dead and then it fell off and we was all scared of each other at first but in just a few days we all looked alike. Dad’s fingers on his back were gone too. But a few days later our voices changed. And then dad didn’t talk anymore. He just stood there. And then mommy. And then my sister. And then my sister’s three kids. They all just stood there. I talked to them but they didn’t say nothing. Then some soldiers came through wearing gas masks and rad suits and they were taking measurements. I think they was surprised when I came out there calling for help. Lucky for me none of them had a gun or they would have shot me on the spot. But they was scientist soldiers and they even laughed when I saluted them. I told them we was all hit by a rad bomb and they said We know. And I said Nobody can talk anymore. Only me. And they said We was surprised anybody is alive. Then a few of our neighbors came rushing up roaring like a hoarse horse. AndthentheyateupallfourofthemscientistsoldiersandIranawaythinking I was next but the zombies didn’t notice me. Only them soldiers. And I figured out they didn’t eat me because I was zombie zombie zombie hey hey hey unh unh unh.

That’s where I got the idea to kill the ugly man. I could lead the zombies anywhere I wanted and I led them out straight to where the ugly man was going. Straight to gotdamn California. There was a pass you had to squeeze through to get from the Mojave to the west unless you wanted to go mountain climbing. And I don’t think a 80-something year old man like Mr. Ugly wanted to do any climbing. He had some boys carrying him on a wagon with some two-headed cows pulling it real slow. So I had lots of time to lead my zombies. It was beautiful chaos that the zombies started rushing the caravan and the people ran off into the mountains after they unloaded some bullets into my army and realizing they was too many to kill so they just ran away and the cows went crazy and had heart attacks right there and nobody was left but me and that gotdamn ugly man.

So I opened up his cart and he fired off a bullet right past my head. Woulda killed me if he wasn’t old and shaking. So I grabbed that hot barrel and tugged it right out of his hands and he just closed his eyes waiting for the end. But I wasn’t ready yet. He had to know why I wanted him dead first. That’s what always happened in the stories on the radio. One guy wanted to kill the other and he had to tell why he wanted him dead. So I said Wanna know why I want you dead? And he said You want all my money. And I said I don’t need any money. And he said Then I don’t know why you want me dead. And I said I want you dead because all them zombies like me are your fault. And he said How? And I said You was rich and coulda stopped the war but you helped the war and my family got bombed and now we all zombies and I’m the only one who can talk but I sound hoarse like I got a real bad cold and I look so bad I can’t ever get girlfriends again. And he said I didn’t know the war was coming either. That’s why I got run out. And I said I’m sorry about that but I still blame you for my family. And he said You probably should blame Mr. House more than me. I’m a victim too.

I was still curious about some things so I said What casino did you own? And he said the Ultra Luxe because it was high quality. And I said I thought it was called the Luxor. And he said It used to be the Luxor but I changed it a lot so now it’s more better than the Luxor so I called it the Ultra Luxe. And I said Oh. And he said But them tribals done run me out. They’s cannibals and they ate most of my friends but I escaped when I made them a deal to own the casino outright without anyone having a claim on it so they let me go and now them cannibals own the Ultra Luxe. And I said I see.

Well, we was talking a long time and I started to like the ugly man. Turns out he wasn’t always so lucky. He said I met a strange man one day. He gave me 50 dollars. I spent 20 to feed myself and buy a bar of soap. Then I cleaned up and went into a casino and there was a guy in there and he said You look like the kind of guy who wants to go from a pauper to a prince. And I said Yes. And he said Listen to the tables son. They all speak to you. They all tell you you got to know when to hold ‘em and know when to fold ‘em. That was kind of what the strange man told me. So I had 30 dollars in my pocket and one of the tables just started whispering but it’s voice sounded kind of like yours, you know, hoarse. It said Two way yo and it was at a craps table so I went with that and before I knew it a big man was letting me know I reached house limit and they would draw an account for me with a bonus on the house if I wanted it and they brought me to a suite and asked me a few questions and then they left and said the place was mine until my money was gone. Well my money kept coming so I kept the place. That place was in the Luxor. So I tried other casinos and made more money and finally when I had a lot of money I bought the Luxor. It was the place where the tables always spoke to me. So I’m not lucky but I can talk to casino tables.

Finally I wasn’t mad at the ugly man at all. I wanted to ask him how he got all them scars all over his body because he didn’t sound like a bank robber or anybody dangerous. But I just let it go and I just let him go. He said If you just leave me here I’m just as good as dead. And I said I can’t take you with me because the zombies will eat you all up and I don’t think I can go where there’s people because they will shoot me in the face or do something I won’t like because I’m a zombie. And then he said I’m famous in some places and I know some people in California that owned space in one of them vaults. I promise if you get me there safely I will help you out and try to find a cure or do whatever I can do to help you. Finally I agreed.

You don’t all know this date. April twenty-seven. Twenty eighty-one. That’s the day when I decided to quit being zombie and learned to love the bomb. It was my change in luck.

Me and the old man went to California together as partners starting that day. I was the working man. He was the rich and famous man. I asked him how old he was. He said 85, I think. Going on **** it all. Then he laughed a toothless laugh. Together we made one hell of a pair.

[Tyke]

Brilliant!

[StLee]

President Aaron Kimball’s brother, Marty, former official owner of the New California Republic Bears, was missing. He did not show up to the scheduled meeting with Lee and the president. In fact, he did not show up anywhere.

His last known whereabouts was at the Ultra Luxe. He was an avid gambler and spent most of his time giving his business to the tuxedo and evening gown posh of the Luxe. Because he was such a well-known person throughout both California and the Mojave, Marty going missing would be noticed. People would also know where he was last seen. And that place was in the VIP room of the Ultra Luxe.

According to eye witness reports, Kimball was gambling in the VIP room, playing seven-card stud. Seated at the table were a few more posh residents of the Mojave, as well as some strangers. One of the people sitting at the table was a small woman who spoke very little, and when she did she had a twang. Otherwise, she wore a smirk on her face.

As the game progressed, Kimball was winning big, and so was the young lady. They sat near each other and she continued to smirk, mostly at Marty. By the end of the night, they were speaking to each other in hushed whispers. Marty was quite drunk, and the woman kept smirking.

“Why don’t we quit taking the casino’s money and start doing something a little more interesting,” she said.

Marty agreed. They cashed out their winnings and left the VIP suite together. No one spotted them leaving the casino, but neither was reported to be seen again in or around the casino. They left the VIP room via an employee’s elevator, and that was the last any of the staff paid attention to them.

…………..

Sometime around 2281, Lee met Marjorie Hand, owner of the Ultra Luxe. At the time, Lee was in the middle of his quest to free the Mojave of its dictatorial rulers, and he made the Ultra Luxe one of his stopping points.

While in the Luxe, Lee met Mortimer, one of the top dogs of the casino. Mortimer had a grand plan of returning the Ultra Luxe to its primordial ways. Namely, he wanted the Luxe to serve human flesh as its special entrée.

Lee foiled Mortimer’s plans and gained Marjorie’s trust. She was shocked that her casino could reach such atrocities since the White Glove Society had moved beyond its tribal past. Man, though, is a beast. And beasts seldom forget how to be feral, long after domestication.

Marjorie knew about Mortimer after Lee exposed the plan. Through Lee’s actions, he saved Ted Gunderson who became a thankful young man. Ted Gunderson convinced his own father, Heck, to continue providing Brahmin to the Ultra Luxe, which allowed everyone, except Mortimer, to live happily ever after, or so it would seem.

In the kitchen area of the Ultra Luxe, there was a main freezer where most of the Gundersons’ meat supply could be easily stored. Beyond that main freezer was another that had a scribbled “Out of Order” note attached to it. Lee noticed at one point that the note read “Out of Order,” but since he was able to find Ted locked away in the main freezer, he ignored that the broken freezer had a running motor.

It wasn’t until Lee heard word of the president’s missing brother that he paid a visit to Marjorie Hand at the Luxe. “I heard Marty was last seen here.”

“That’s what I heard, too, but nobody seems to know what happened,” Marjorie said. “We don’t have actual working security cameras in the place, you know.”

“Yeah, I know. We’ll have to get RobCo on that at some
point, huh?”

“If things turn out the way I’m afraid they might, then I might not have a need for anything. I’ll either be in the NCR box or dead.”

“I don’t think we have to go that far, Marge. I don’t think you had anything to do with anything. Then again, I’m so far up Kimball’s **** list, I’ll probably get the blame.”

“Well, you and me were nowhere near here when he went missing, so neither of us can get the blame, right?”

“We’ll see. By the way, I’m here because, well, I just remembered something about your place, you know, from the Mortimer incident.”

Marjorie shifted from her right foot to left when Lee mentioned Mortimer’s name. “Um, can we be alone?” She looked at me. “I know you two are always in close company, but this is my business we’re talking about.”

“Sorry. This has to be said in front of the three of us.”

Marjorie frowned. “Go on then.”

“Well, I was looking for Ted, but I never really considered the full ramifications of the situation. Mortimer was the leader, but he had a silent following, too. I mean, when I was checking out the situation, one of your employee’s was shot by an assassin and a small group of White Gloves attacked me when I found that dead P.I.

“All of this adds up to Mortimer not only being NOT alone, but possibly being just a part of a large group of people all in conspiracy.”

“But, after Mortimer was gone, the disappearances stopped,” Marjorie said.

“Yes, they stopped because the people most closely involved knew they might get exposed. They had to hide their secret and let everyone think it was Mortimer in charge and everyone else was innocent.”

“Why the president’s brother? That seems a lot more dangerous than a rancher’s son.”

Lee smiled. “No, they didn’t do it to the president’s brother. But someone else knows something. This mystery goes beyond Mortimer and Philippe. There was and probably is something sinister here, and someone has a grudge. That person knows more than you and I know about your own casino.”

Marjorie’s ham radio started buzzing. “Ma’am. Detective Brenner is back. Should I make him wait?”

Marjorie hesitated, and Lee answered. “Yes. We need this resolved.”

“Ma’am?”

“Yes, Manuel. Send him in.” Marjorie blinked in a slow, tired way. “Do you have to share your theory with him?”

“What you don’t know will kill you, Marge.”

Detective Brenner walked in first wearing a brown brimmed hat and a beige trench coat to cover his pressed black suit. His partner was a young woman in her mid-20s. While Brenner looked hardened and used to the rigors of NCR murder investigations, the woman possessed a pleasant, fresh attitude. There was no doubt that she was on her first major assignment.

“Name’s Brenner.” Brenner stuck out his hand to Lee and then me. We all shook. “This is Sue Ellen Freeside. She’s in training.” I nailed that one, didn’t I?

“What brings you here, detective?” Marjorie had a cold, monotonic way of asking the question.

“Well, we have our people on the lookout all the time. I can’t help but get excited when I get one of my people hopping around my office telling me that big, bad Lee and …” He turned to me. “Sorry, what’s your name, shorty?”

“The Historian,” I said. I didn’t like his nickname for me.

“Yes. Dee Storian.” He smirked. “When he’s all excited that Lee is holding a secret meeting with you, Ms. Hand, then that means my investigation is probably winding down to its climax. Am I right, Sue Ellen?”

“Yes, sir,” Sue Ellen responded, her voice shrill. “According to the Detective Dan serial in our office, criminals always return to the scene of the crime to try to rid themselves of loose ends. And those conspiring to hide murder have to work out their plans together.”

“That’s right, Sue Ellen. Conspiracy. That’s what I’m seeing here with Ms. Hand and The Lee and Dee Shorty, too. So, spill some beans, Jack Bean…”

“Stalk,” Sue Ellen chipped in.

Lee stepped forward like he often did when he was ready to strike. Detective Brenner didn’t move. “There’s no conspiracy here. And if you would use your meathead of a noggin, you would know that it would be idiotic of me to want to do any harm to either Kimball. I don’t know who it is, but someone is trying to set up me and maybe Marge, too. I’m here to figure out who and why.”

Brenner took out a small notepad. “According to the NCR regulations, I need to keep accurate notes on our discussion. It’s the law. You know what LAW is, right Mr. Lee?” Brenner smirked. “Now, it is also my duty to inform you that citizens of the great republic of New California are by no means allowed at any time to perform their own investigations. So by my book, you three are breaking the law. You understand me?”

“Fair enough,” Lee said. “So, I’m willing to cooperate. But you have to listen. You, too, Ms. Freeside.” Lee gave a subtle wink to Sue Ellen, causing her to catch her breath and then let out a brief sigh.

Lee then told Detective Brenner what he told Marjorie, about the Mortimer incident and what he discovered in the kitchen but never had the time to investigate further through the rescuing of Ted Gunderson. After Detective Brenner suggested that the five of us take a tour of the members area.

When we got there, the back room was empty. Marjorie explained that the Members Only dining area was reserved for special occasions because of the need to push profits in other directions. She did not go into many details, but I got the hint that the Ultra Luxe’s baseball failures were hurting the overall profits of the Ultra Luxe corporation. Then again, the new heavy sin taxes imposed by the NCR didn’t help anyone on the Strip.

We walked the length of the hallway leading to the freezers. The “Out of Order” sign remained, but there had definitely been activity in that area. Marjorie pulled the sign off the door, and there carved in blood were the words “Mort Lives.” Marjorie frowned and pulled open the freezer. It was unlocked and in order.

Inside the freezer, he was there and on display. A taunting display. He was laid out like a Legion’s sacrifice. His arms were spread wide and his legs spread, too. He was naked with stab wounds through his heart. Whatever blood had leaked was wiped away. Covering his genitalia was a sign: “Here hangs Marty Kimball. May he freeze in peace. And may he be delicious.”

Detective Brenner was the most shocked of us all. He stepped back, turned, and then vomited on the floor. Sue Ellen’s bright complex turned greenish. Marjorie covered her mouth with her hands. She did not move.

Lee walked in and looked around, discovering more bodies. “Well, Marge. I told you what you don’t know will kill you. Damn.” Lee tried to pull Marty Kimball off his ‘X’ tomb, but Marty would have to be thawed first.

“N-none of y-y-you move,” Brenner stammered. “Y-y-you’re all under arrest.”

“Dammit, Brenner," Lee shouted from the freezer. "Didn’t you hear anything I said? None of us did this, you fool. It’s all a big set up.”

Brenner drew his pistol and pointed it at us. He then sent Sue Ellen to retrieve some NCR troopers to help him. “Don’t move. Let me think.” Brenner then dry heaved. Lee could have disarmed him at that time but chose to stand still.

After the NCR troops arrived, we were cuffed and marched to the NCR Embassy. There we were pulled into Ambassador Frederick Mineshaft’s office.

“What the sam hell is this, Brenner?” Mineshaft roared. “Are you ****ing nuts?”

Brenner seemed to have a stammering problem. “S-s-sir? Y-you s-said we n-n-needed to f-f-find out who harmed K-K-Kimball.”

“I said find out who harmed Kimball, not to arrest Lee, you goddamn idiot. Lee didn’t do it, you goddamn idiot, when everybody knows he was with the president. Holy dee to the am.”

We were taken out of our handcuffs and Lee was given charge to update the ambassador on the events leading up to where we were. After, we were released and a thorough investigation was launched on the Ultra Luxe. Marjorie was told she was not a suspect in the number of people, four, found in the freezer, but she would be financially responsible. That was a significant event. The 200-year history of the Ultra Luxe looked like it might come to an end.

In the meantime, Lee was under more scrutiny, though he was cleared of being directly involved in Marty Kimball’s death. However, the Smirking Woman, as she was nicknamed, had now committed two murders of two prominent people in two casinos. Both murder victims had been MBL owners. Anyone reported to have seen anyone smirking was asked to report it. Lots of women around the Mojave started frowning that day. Some started smirking. Fear and loathing had returned to New Vegas.

[Tyke]

[NYY #23]

I think Tyke said it best -

[StLee]

Year 5: 2289

Because of the circumstances surrounding the NCR's actions, as well as Marty Kimball's murder, Lee canceled the Winter Meetings. Instead of having a panel of people to vote on league rules, Lee met privately with the remaining 12 owners of the revamped league. I was not invited.

As far as I could ascertain from the meeting, very few things would change about the league. Despite going back to 12 teams, Lee elected to keep a four-team playoff. I learned that because I asked him directly. I could see he was distracted when it came to baseball, and for good reason. I also noticed that he had freshly polished one of his sniper rifles, Ratslayer. Unlike baseball, I could not directly ask him about that.

Times were most certainly changing. There's a saying in the Wastes: "War never changes." It felt so good to live in a time of relative peace, but it was becoming more obvious each day that Lee was the type of character who could never escape drama or war.

The Mojave, well, it was changing still. The NCR was stamping its name all over the place, and that was making some people angry again. Still, the number of creature attacks, especially in populated areas, was becoming almost non-existent. Also, gangs were pushed almost to the fringe of civilization. Though "peaceful" gangs, like the Khans, were able to live well because of their "tribal" status, gun-toting and uncooperative gangs were mowed down when they were seen by either man or robot. It most certainly did not pay to join a gang.

Despite all of the problems of power grubbing going on, the NCR was very effective in keeping its citizens fed. Lots of resources were devoted to the ever-expanding gardens, and Radiation King was effective in making more and more land farm ready.

For Lee, 2289 was not the end. He had made up his mind to work again towards making things better. It did not help, though, that the people of the wastes were dividing: some in support of the Kimball Killer and others who wanted cold-blooded justice dealt to any and every person involved, including Lee.

[StLee]

News and Transactions

2.18.89 – Player arrest

Freeside was already behind in the league at first base. Now that position is even less secure since starting first baseman Jimmy Robinson was arrested for unpaid debts.

Under New California Republic law, people who refuse to pay taxes are subject to a prison sentence. Robinson supposedly has not paid any taxes on his Mojave Baseball League earnings, earning him a one-year sentence at the NCR Correctional Facility.

Robinson must report to the facility from his Freeside home within a week where his sentencing will begin. He must also sacrifice back taxes plus interest on future earnings.

Mojave Baseball League players now are paid in NCR dollars as opposed to the previous payment in caps. Because of the change in payment style, Robinson may have to sacrifice up to a year’s salary since the NCR may not accept any payment in caps.

Robinson said he would willingly report to prison after making arrangements with his family and other last-minute details. He also apologized to fans of the Kings for leaving the team short-handed this close to the season.

3.13.89 – Player fight

South Vegas has not been practicing long, but already a personal conflict has turned into a team problem. Reliever Jason Weaver has been suspended five games and staff ace Tom Nelson was given a three-game break following a fight between the two.

Nelson was treated for minor wounds, while Weaver sported a black eye following their fracas.

The two players are expected to be separated for the remainder of practices leading up to April 2, opening day, where they will not be allowed on the field.

3.14.89 – Player news

Just one day after suspending reliever Jason Weaver, South Vegas has decided to give him his outright release.

Weaver played for the New California Republic’s Prospects League affiliate, the NCR Cubs, in his first three seasons. He was signed by South Vegas and expected to make the Mojave Baseball League squad. However, the fight was the last straw for a franchise not impressed by his commitment to the team.

The Vault Boys also signed Thatcher Perry to replace Weaver. Perry pitched 25 innings in relief for Camp McCarran last season, posting a 5.40 ERA in his appearances. Perry was drafted in the fifth round of the reallocation draft by Goodsprings, but was released shortly after.

3.25.89 – Player injury

Boulder City catcher Barry Wilson is expected to miss about two months after suffering severe burns in a fire ant attack.

Wilson was traveling from Nellis Air Force Base to Boulder City when he was separated from his caravan. He then found himself cornered after upsetting a fire ant mound. Though snipers with the caravan were able to fend off the creatures, Wilson still suffered injuries from their initial attack.

[StLee]

As opposed the previous regular season dominance of the New California Republic Bears, the league is considered to have more parity than ever before. Though Primm and Nellis are still trying to find their balance, established teams like Goodsprings, South Vegas, and North Vegas are all expected to battle it out for a 60-win season and home field advantage throughout the playoffs.

Westside and Ultra Luxe are considered to be fringe teams that could find their way into the postseason. Both teams have a lot of power, but both could use a lot of help from their below average pitching staffs.

The predictions are posted below:

[Tyke]

Welcome back from your location scouting trip! Looking forward to seeing how the storylines develop and also the new season.

[StLee]

Standings



North Vegas has been red hot all month. Their 19-4 record is indicative of a loaded roster-especially pitching staff--that is performing beyond expectations. The Radscorpions were the preseason favorites to take the MBL, but they may be the new New California Republic Bears.

Goodsprings and South Vegas are also performing to expectations. Both teams lead their divisions and should stay that way as long as injuries do not derail them.

Freeside finished April as the hottest team with 10 straight wins, mostly against weaker opponents. In games versus the Radscorpions and Vault Boys, the Kings are 1-5.

Ultra Luxe looked to be in good shape in the Aradesh Division before dropping their last six games of the month, with four of those losses coming at Freeside. The White Gloves seem to have a pretty good team, though, and should have the best shot as an other team challenging for a division title.

April Awards



It was a clean sweep for North Vegas in the April Awards.

The Radscorpions' catcher Weldon Brown turned in a spectacular month to emerge as a new force in the Mojave. Brown started to emerge last season when he batted .255 with 14 home runs and 43 RBI.

In just 22 games this season, he already has 13 homers and 23 RBI, and he is batting at a .375 clip. He looks to be the early favorite for the New Vegas Samurai Hitter Award.

News and Transactions

{Lee's note: It was a slow month overall for news. Not that nothing happened, but long ago I reduced news stories for chems and Mojave injuries to major league players only. Unfortunately, only one major event happened to a major league player, and nothing really noteworthy happened otherwise. Therefore, I am going to start featuring a few more players (2 per team) who have standout performances in a month. These are the players I have selected because of past stardom or someone I think is an interesting story. Of course, league hero Jimmy LaRue is one of those 24 players. I got this idea late, so I will just summarize the month for everyone but LaRue.}

4.2.89 - Opening Day

As noted above, North Vegas has been THE story of April. Well, they started things off right when Radscorpions ace Rich Richmond pitched eight scoreless innings, allowing just three hits, walking two, and striking out seven in a 3-0 victory at Boulder City. Weldon Brown started off his spectacular first month with two solo shots.

In other games, Freeside and Primm both earned extra-inning victories. The Kings defeated Gomorrah at home, 3-2, in 12 innings. The Outlaws won at Ultra Luxe, 3-1, in 10 innings. Manuel Gallegos hit a two-run homer for the game winner.

4.20.89 – Player news

Not that it will shorten his career or make any damn difference overall, but Ultra Luxe reliever Wilford NCR revealed that he is not 21 years old, but 22. Oh my laser beam!

NCR stated that he lied about his age because he was itching to play. However, based on his results—a career 5.90 ERA—he maybe should have worked on developing his game more.

4.23.89 – Jimmy LaRue news

Lucky 38s LaRue Smacks 6 Hits: It's not something you read about in the sports pages every day -- a 6-for-6 day. It might come around only once in a career -- a lot of players never have one -- but Jimmy LaRue got one today. He scattered hits all over Nellis AFB Field to pace Goodsprings to a 12-3 victory over Nellis AFB.

The Nellis AFB skipper told reporters in the press room, "Tip your hat to him. He hit some good pitches. According to the scouting report, LaRue hit several that he is not supposed to hit."

Jimmy LaRue singled in the 1st, singled in the 3rd, singled in the 4th, singled in the 6th, doubled in the 7th and hit an RBI double in the 9th.

For the year LaRue is batting .451 with 1 home run, 16 RBIs and 16 runs scored.

4.25.89 – Jimmy LaRue news

5-5 Day for LaRue: Today Jimmy LaRue led Goodsprings to a 4-2 victory over the North Vegas Radscorpions. He stoked 5 hits in 5 at-bats to spark his club in the win.

Jimmy LaRue singled in the 1st, hit an RBI double in the 3rd, singled in the 5th, singled in the 6th and doubled in the 8th.

This season LaRue is hitting at a .483 pace with 1 home run, 17 RBIs and has scored 18 times.

Outstanding performances of other players

Boulder City's ace Sixto Deleon finished the month with a 4-1 record and a 1.59 ERA in five starts.

Gomorrah's catcher Frederick Sharpe is off to a slow start. After hitting 20 homers last season, he only had one in April.

Former NCR standout third baseman Mike Britton has not adapted well so far to his new team, Nellis AFB. While he was able to jump out to big starts with the Bears, Britton is batting just .263 with three home runs and nine RBI with the Boomers.

North Vegas ace Rich Richmond did not win the Pitcher of the Month Award--that went to his teammate Lee Burke--but he did compile a 3-1 record with a 2.04 ERA in the month. The 22-year-old has been getting stronger each season, paced by his 13-3 record with a 2.16 ERA last season.

{For Tyke} Primm shortstop Tom Effing Jones is off to a poor start. He is batting just .203 with only one extra base hit in 22 games. On defense he has fared better to keep himself in the lineup. In 18 games at shortstop, he has yet to commit an error. His only error on the season came in one of his three games at second base.

South Vegas' Tom Nelson is just as dominant as ever this season. In five starts, he has compiled a 4-0 record with a 2.04 ERA.

The MBL's postseason legend Jim Ford is now with Tops. Just like last season, he is a closer for the Mutants. In 11 appearances this season, he has five saves and an uncharacteristic 4.63 ERA. However, if the Mutants somehow slip into the postseason, expect Ford to start and probably mow down every batter he faces.

Ultra Luxe's center fielder Ken Turner had emerged as one of the MBL's top power hitters. So far in 2289, he isn't living up to that designation. In 23 games, Turner has only three homers after hitting 28 and 27 the last two seasons.

Westside's Bob Franklin keeps on keeping on. The two-time home run champ has eight this season, on pace to exceed his career average of 30 homers per season.

[Tyke]

Great to see the new season getting under way and the positive start for the 38s - looks like LaRue will be tearing it up again! And thanks for the update on Tom Effing Jones

[StLee]

Standings



The Aradesh Division suddenly became interesting with a resurgent Ultra Luxe making a push for the division. Maybe it does pay to find dead bodies in a refrigerator. Also, thankfully I am an anonymous writer, so President Kimball won't have me shot in the face.

Both Goodsprings and North Vegas look like they will run away with their divisions. Some things in the Mojave never change, do they?

In the midway point wild card chase, Freeside still looks to be King in the run, though the Aradesh runner up could very well be there at the end, too.

May Awards



League Leaders



News and Notes

5.9.89 – Team news

Novac ended a 16-game slide with a 4-2 win over Primm. Staff ace Bob Ward (1-5) earned his first victory of the season, pitching eight innings and only allowing two earned runs.

The Dinosaurs (6-24) are on the verge of earning the worst season in Mojave Baseball League history if they can’t right their caravan.

Primm set the MBL record for worst record last season at 28-72. At this point Novac is on pace to win about 20 games.

5.11.89 – Player fight

Tops’ pitcher Derek Parkinson had a bad day in his team’s 6-3 loss to Westside. That loss became even worse when Parkinson was ejected for throwing at Westside’s Robert Glass’ head causing a brief scuffle.

Glass was angry at being thrown at, so he approached the mound, earning himself an automatic one-game suspension per league rules.

Parkinson will get a six-game ban for intentionally trying to hit a player with a pitch and causing a fight.

Suspensions were lower because neither team threw a punch.

5.12.89 – Player suspension (Chem use)

Boulder City reliever Eric Gregory has been banged up all season. Because of his nicks and bruises, Gregory has appeared in only eight games, earning am 8.00 ERA in nine innings pitched. So what did Gregory do? He tried a mysterious powder that turned out to be a banned chem and earned himself a five-game rest. Maybe he should have just sat down in the first place.

5.15.89 – Player injury

What is in a bathroom, golden, and burns like hell? No, it's not a trip to the Champagne Room at Gomorrah. But if you guessed a Golden Gecko finding its way into a player’s bathroom and attacking him, you would be right.

That’s what happened to South Vegas outfielder Tony Donnellson, who will now miss the remainder of the season. Donnellson was batting .268 with two home runs and 12 RBI in 29 games this season.

5.18.89 – Player trade

The Novac Dinosaurs traded 38-year-old first baseman Clyde Waller and 19-year-old minor league third baseman G10 Khan to the Tops Mutants, getting 34-year-old reliever Lake Water in return.

5.18.89 – Player suspension (Major chem use)

Floyd Bryant is not a household name throughout the circuit of Mojave Baseball League fans, but he is a dumbass.

Bryant was suspended 50 games for using Fixer. Who knows what he was trying to mask, but his season results were not indicative of a person using a performance enhancer. On the year, the Nellis Air Force Base outfielder was batting .221 with three home runs and 13 RBI.

He will have to sit until about the last two weeks of the season now.

5.21.89 – Player news

MBL Player of the Week Chosen: Mike Britton might not have started the way he wanted to with his new team, but he may be reversing his slow start. The Nellis AFB third baseman put up some exceptional numbers the past seven days with a .458 batting average. For his efforts Britton collected the Mojave Baseball League Player of the Week Award.

He racked up 11 hits in 24 at-bats, 3 home runs and 9 RBIs last week in 6 games.

Thus far this season in 44 games Britton is batting .270 with 6 home runs, 19 RBIs and 25 runs scored. He has 47 hits in 174 at-bats.

5.31.89 – Jimmy LaRue news

LaRue Hits in 20 Consecutive Games: Jimmy LaRue, center fielder for the Goodsprings Lucky 38s, ran his consecutive-game hitting streak to 20 games with 2 hits in his club's 18-3 victory today over the Gomorrah Devils at Goodsprings Park.

Jimmy LaRue flied out in the 1st, walked in the 2nd, hit an RBI triple in the 3rd, grounded out in the 4th, grounded out in the 6th and singled in the 8th.

This season LaRue is swinging the bat at a .417 pace. He has hit 2 home runs and scored 39 times, while driving in 35. His on-base percentage is .445 and he has played in 48 games.

[Tyke]

Originally Posted by StLee

Both Goodsprings and North Vegas look like they will run away with their divisions. Some things in the Mojave never change, do they?

You say that like it's a bad thing....

[StLee]

Standings



North Vegas, Goodsprings, and South Vegas have extended the gap between themselves and their division mates. All three teams are in great shape to win their divisions in the final 28 games.

The wildcard race is the only excitement left. Three teams are all vying for that one spot, with Ultra Luxe currently holding on to the spot. However, watch out for Westside, which was considered the favorite to win the wildcard spot before the season began.

June Awards




League Leaders



News and Notes

6.3.89 – Player trade

The Gomorrah Devils traded 31-year-old right fielder Bob Woodward and 19-year-old minor league starting pitcher Josh Horn to the Primm Outlaws, getting 34-year-old starting pitcher Greg Thompson in return.

6.4.89 – Team news

Gomorrah is looking to shake up its roster in a very significant way, hoping to build on the future to become a competitive team in the Mojave Baseball League. Just one day after trading away struggling outfielder Bob Woodward and former third overall pick Josh Horn to Primm for pitcher Greg Thompson, the Devils have made major changes to their Prospects League roster.

Though the 188 Traders currently are at 38-15 and have the best record in the Prospects League, Gomorrah management decided to release all struggling and underperforming players. As a cost-saving move, the Devils cut 17 players, but re-signed a few at lower contracts.

Released and re-signed players include: relievers Zak Perry and Pedro Morales and Donovan Wolf, starting pitcher Arturo Reyes, first basemen Eric Baker and Allan Carter, third baseman Greg Billings, and shortstop Armando Ramos.

The most notable cut was Aviator Jones, who was demoted only a day ago. Nicholas Schneider who had a 2.76 ERA in relief for South Vegas last season, 2288 Return to Sender award-winning first baseman Rob Carlson (Primm in 2288), and former Primm outfielder Tim Patterson were the most notable signings.

6.8.89 – Player trade

The Westside Sarsaparillas traded 29-year-old third baseman Mike White and 20-year-old minor league catcher William Irwin to the Novac Dinosaurs, getting 31-year-old closer Bob Newsome in return.

6.9.89 – Jimmy LaRue news

Radscorpions Halt LaRue's Hit Streak: Jimmy LaRue's sizzling streak was snapped at 27 today as the Goodsprings Lucky 38s dropped a game to the North Vegas Radscorpions 7-1 at North Vegas Square Field. LaRue failed to get a hit and went 0-for-4.

After the game LaRue spoke with BNN and said, "This was quite a streak. I just ran into some good pitching today."

For the season, LaRue is hitting at a .429 clip with 3 home runs, 43 RBIs and has scored 42 runs. He has 102 hits, 13 walks and a .458 on-base percentage.

6.9.89 – Player achievement

Devils Parks Gets No-Hitter: "This is one of the best moments of my life," John Parks said. "You never think that's going to happen -- a no-hitter."

He made those comments after he held the Boomers hitless in the Gomorrah 9-0 victory at Nellis AFB Field.

"We simply couldn't get any wood on the ball," said the Nellis AFB manager, when asked about his epic performance. "Parks was brilliant out there. He certainly had our number."

Parks was more humble about his historic feat and told BNN reporters that he was "just happy to get the win for the club."

He faced only 29 batters in the no-hit gem, struck out 2 and walked 0.

Parks has fashioned a 2-3 mark for the season, 5.34 ERA and thrown 57.1 innings in 11 starts. Opposing clubs are batting .321 against him.

6.10.89 – Player trade

The Freeside Kings traded 25-year-old catcher Evan Pryor and 18-year-old minor league starting pitcher Lou Crosby to the Primm Outlaws, getting 32-year-old starting pitcher Matt Palmer in return.

6.16.89 – Player fight

For the first time in the Mojave Baseball League’s short history, a multi-player brawl has resulted in unprecedented suspensions.

Following Goodsprings’ 5-4 victory over Primm last night, eight players were involved in a fight, resulting in all eight players being suspended for some time.

The three instigators of the brawl were all suspended for a variety of games. Primm’s starting pitcher Steve MacIntyre received the harshest penalty of 22 games suspended, followed by the Outlaws’ Vicente Palacios receiving 17 games and the Lucky 38s’ catcher Dennis Shaft receiving 15 games.

Others to be suspended include league star Jimmy LaRue (3 games), Stu Vanstone (4 games), and Mike Duncan (2 games) for Goodsprings and Rich Hall (2 games) and Evan Pryor (2 games) for the Outlaws.

All suspensions begin immediately, meaning that both teams will be short-handed for today’s series finale.

6.16.89 – Update on Primm vs Goodsprings

With both teams short-handed due to last night’s brawl, Goodsprings spanked Primm 9-2 behind the brutal hitting of Jesus Martinez. Martinez hit his 14th and 15th home runs of the season, including a two-run home run in the first inning to give the Lucky 38s a quick 2-0 lead. Java Stirfry added a three-run shot with nobody out in the second inning to chase the Outlaws’ starter Jarred Jones and put the game away early.

6.21.89 – Player suspension (Major chem use)

Curt Petty saw his role reduced this season after the North Vegas Radscorpions picked up closer Basket Zapp in the redistribution draft. Now the former closer who finished third in 2288 in saves with 28 will be sitting for the remainder of 2289 and part of 2290 after testing positive for Jet.

Petty only pitched in two games for North Vegas this season, spending most of his time with the Prospects League team, H&H Tool Company. He will likely be one of the biggest negative results earners from last season to this season.

6.28.89 – Player suspension (Chem use)

Boulder City is in the midst of a playoff race. Now they will have to go without one of their best players when starting pitcher Sixto Deleon was caught with Buffout in his system.

The aging pitcher may have needed Buffout to boost his pitching speed or to win a fight against his girlfriend, who knows. What we do know is that Deleon will have to sit the next ten games while a poor pitching staff has to try to keep the Atomic Wranglers in the playoff hunt.

[StLee]

Final Standings



Playoffs

Play-in game

Sloan Quarriers 5 at New Vegas Steel Steelers 6
Player of the Game: Vincent Harvey, C, NVS, 3 for 3, HR, 3 R, RBI, 2 BB

First Round

Game One: 188 Traders 2 at New Vegas Steel Steelers 4
Game MVP: Manuel Salazar, SP, New Vegas Steel, 8 IP, 7 H, 2 ER, BB, 8 K

Game One: Nipton Phoenix 8 at Mojave Express Couriers 3
Game MVP: Brant Carney, SP, Nipton, 8 IP, 6 H, 3 R, 0 ER, BB, 4 K

Game Two: New Vegas Steel Steelers 3 at 188 Traders 13
Game MVP: Dave Green, RF, 188, 2 for 4, HR, 2 R, 4 RBI, BB

Game Two: Mojave Express Couriers 1 at Nipton Phoenix 5
Game MVP: Jorge Alonzo, SP, Nipton, 8 IP, 4 H, ER, 2 BB, 5 K

Game Three: New Vegas Steel Steelers 3 at 188 Traders 6
Game MVP: Keith Oven Light, SP, 188, 7.1 IP, 8 H, ER, 6 K

Prospects League Championship

Game One: Nipton Phoenix 5 at 188 Traders 8
Game MVP: Ed Moyer, C, 188, 1 for 4, GS, R, 4 RBI

Game Two: Nipton Phoenix 0 at 188 Traders 3
Game MVP: Winston Walker, SP, 188, 8 IP, 5 H, 0 ER, 2 BB, 7 K

Game Three: 188 Traders 2 at Nipton Phoenix 4
Game MVP: Keith Heard, SP, Nipton, 7 IP, 9 H, 2 ER, 3 BB, 4 K

Game Four: 188 Traders 1 at Nipton Phoenix 3
Game MVP: Brant Carney, SP, Nipton, 8 IP, 7 H, ER, 7 K

Game Five: Nipton Phoenix 2 at 188 Traders 4
Game MVP: Winston Walker, SP, 188, 8 H, 2 R, 0 ER, 2 BB, 6 K

Statistical Leaders

Batting Leaders



Pitching Leaders



Season Awards




Other Awards

Postseason Award: Winston Walker, P, 188 Traders

Defense Awards:
P - David Small, Mojave Express
C - Lane Milton, Hidden Valley
1B - David Schoolskipper, Cottonwood Cove
2B - Joe Mitchell, Hidden Valley
3B - Jack Bollansted, 188 Traders
SS - Fred Hodge, Hidden Valley
LF - Matt Franklin, Nipton
CF - Bob Conant, Mojave Express
RF - Gunner Knife, Nipton

Affiliations

Just in case you forgot:
188 Traders - Gomorrah
Aerotech - Tops
Bittersprings - Westside
Bonnie Springs - South Vegas
Cottonwood Cove - Boulder City
H&H Tool Company - North Vegas
Hidden Valley - Ultra Luxe
Mojave Express - Primm
New Vegas Steel - Nellis AFB
Nipton - Freeside
Red Rock - Novac
Sloan - Goodsprings