Hey guys, Drew back here. I got sidetracked the other night, so unfortunately I missed the debut of Bryce Harper. I got to see it all the next morning online though, and I have to say he looked very good in his first MLB game! For a kid who is less than 4 years older than me, he really raised a lot of eyes, going 1 for 3, doubling in his third at bat, as well as delivering a strike from left field to Wilson Ramos that would have been an out if the catcher held on to the ball. While he certainly could be one of the best all around players in baseball in a few years, I still personally believe Strasburg will wind up having a better all around career than the 1st pick of the 2010 draft.
One thing I may always remember Harper for is that he will be one of the first players in the majors that I can closely associate myself to, due to the very slim age difference. As I get older, more and more athletes my age will be playing, but as of now, watching a 19 year old playing in the Major Leagues against players in their 20's, 30's, 40's (and even 50's, Jamie Moyer!) is something that doesn't come around often. Mike Trout also was called up the other night, and he was in the same scenario as Harper last season.
What I'm trying to say here is that seeing the youth in the major leagues has made me realize that I'm not the little kid I once was. Knowing that if I worked my absolute tail off, that I could be in the shoes of Bryce Harper four years from now, is pretty scary. While I don't have a whole lot of ambition towards playing in the big leagues, this fact just emphasizes that I'm really growing up. If you go back to my original posts, the way I wrote was completely different, and as time went on I learned more and more about this hobby and matured a heck of a lot more. I'm not trying to toot my own horn, but I'm more trying to emphasize how real this major league debut was to me. That these guys start off as ordinary kids with a lot of talent, and that their road to success didn't necessarily start in Yankee Stadium.
So, I wish Bryce the best of luck on his road to success. One game doesn't land you a spot in the Hall of Fame, but with the talent he possesses, if he makes good use of it, he could find himself a plaque one day in Cooperstown. Or, he could be the next Rocco Baldelli? As much as I don't want to see that, it could happen.
By the way, thank you Schuyler for trading me the Harper card above- which is the first card of his in my collection! It's the start of good things to come!