Who Am I?

Eric Freeman makes his BaseballEvolution debut.

Who am I?

I am an 18-year-old 6’3”, 285 pound behemoth of an Aquarius with the appetite of ten men and the strength of 200. I am an active member of the Department of Redundancy Department, and am a barbershop quartet enthusiast. Typing never bothers me, but Stephen A. Smith, Joe Morgan, and the designated hitter rule get on my nerves. In my world, Jimi Hendrix and Peter Gammons are golden gods, but nothing beats walking into Wrigley Field at sunset.

I’m from New Orleans, but have since moved to Baltimore, and I do not care either way about the Orioles. I worship the Chicago Cubs and the Boston Red Sox, along with Crash Davis’s speech in Bull Durham about that in which he believes. (Ending sentences with a preposition isn’t a fatal mistake to me, but if I wanted to pursue a career in sports writing, I should start writing correctly.) I never cared too much for George Will, but Bill James is saint-like, and the New Orleans Saints are better off without the likes of Aaron Brooks (gone), Jim Haslett (gone), and Tom Benson (hopefully he’ll get a stroke).

I’m also Asher’s 'little' brother.

But you’re probably wondering, “What in the world does he have to say?” Well, I’m glad you wondered.

Many things in the past have bugged me about baseball, and I’m just here to give my two cents in the form of a grammatically correct rant. And here we go:

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