I just read a very maudlin article about a real tragedy. Rookie pitcher Nick Adenhart of the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim. After pitching 6 shut out innings against the Oakland A's in his first ever major league appearance, ehwas struck and killed by a drunk driver, not long after midnight in Fullerton, CA.
This article covering the story, from MLB.com, is rather interesting:
ORANGE, Calif. -- On one of the saddest mornings in Angels history, a groundskeeper on the field in Angel Stadium smoothed the pitching rubber on which Nick Adenhart stood 13 hours before...
...Of all the sad, thoughtful and poignant sentiments that ensued, nothing spoke louder of Adenhart's affect than the eyes of agent Scott Boras, which weren't vacant but wet...
I'm not sure how much I believe Boras's emotions. Since he's Boras.
...Although Thursday night's game is off, the entire roster will convene in its Angel Stadium locker, with Scioscia holding a meeting to begin the healing process...
and finally
...But ERA is not the most compelling acronym of Nick Adenhart's legacy. It is RIP...
While the tragedy is incredibly sad for the family, the friends, and those associated with the organization, I'm displeased by the Voctorian-era maudlin journalism of this article. It's a bit much for me. I would rather less syrupy language on speculating about the emotions of the players and more professional journalism.
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