Scoot

I would like to allow the newest addition to the staff the opportunity to introduce himself: Scott, our travelling correspondent...

The primary reason for my involvement with Deucedbrains is to offset the pretentious and rambling diction used by Pete. He is an English major; there the root of the problem lies. He is also a better writer than myself. I am still in school, a history major at a small liberal arts college in Tennessee, where I learn a little about everything and a lot about nothing. Like Pete, I share an interest in sports journalism and I hope to pursue that interest after college.

As a teammate of Pete’s for two years, I can attest to his mediocrity on the baseball diamond. For those who are interested, Pete was a pitcher who mixed moments of Turk Wendell-esque dominance with hit batsmen and homers allowed to retarded players. My own skill set, however, is in no way superior to his. I am a skinny first baseman with a run of the mill arm and slow hands that can’t pick bad throws with any consistency. I just love baseball, and that’s why we both play.

Like the majority of Southern baseball fans I support the Braves. Though in doing so, I choose to mostly wax nostalgic about the Braves teams of the 1990’s instead of faithfully following this year's team. My all-time favorite Brave is Ron Gant, and no, not because of his repertoire of oddly homoerotic baseball cards, instead because he hit bombs and rode motorcycles. I also love the Clemson Tigers a whole lot. I hope this blog will entertain; we will be sure to provide ample amounts of nonsensical humor consistent with the personality of a 12 year old.