Paid To Play – The Press
Paid To Play
by DarkJade
The Press
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GAME RESULTS
6-27 – (Win) ANGELS 13, BALTIMORE 1 Sean Goes 2-3 With a Walk, 2 RBI’S
6-28 – (Win) ANGELS 9, TORONTO 7 Backup Catcher Plays Goes 1-2 With 2 Walks
6-29 (Loss) TORONTO 7, ANGELS 5 Sean Goes 1-3 With a Walk
6-30 (Loss) TORONTO 11, ANGELS 2 Sean Goes 1-3 With a Walk and an Error
7-1 (Win) ANGELS 10, TORONTO 6 Sean Goes 2-4 With a Double 1 RBI
7-2 (Win) ANGELS 3, CLEVELAND 0 Backup Catcher Plays Goes 1-3
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CLEVELAND
A PRESS CONFERENCE
7-2-2012
10:45pm
Sean is about to go out for his first Press Conference ever, which is in Cleveland.
One of the other Players walks by him “Good Luck out there man…” he speaks.
Sean nods, he’s wearing blue jeans, and a white button up shirt.
And is a bit nervous.
“Ok, here goes nothing…” he says out loud to himself, then walks out into the bright lights of the Press Conference room.
Without thinking he throws up his hand when the flashes of the cameras start to blare in his direction.
He pulls out a chair, and almost trips getting into it.
“Stay cool man… They’re just people, just like you” he says to himself.
“Ok lets start the questions” the Angels PR Person says.
A balding man in an overly large grey suit stands.
“Hello Mr. McClure, welcome to Cleveland…” he says
Sean leans forward “Thank you…”
“You see… This is a piece of cake” Sean thinks to himself.
“Are you aware that you’re batting a .411 in your first ten Major League Games?” he asks.
Sean leans forward “Uh… No, not exactly” he replies.
The man smiles “Well you are…” the man sits back down.
Sean smiles slightly and leans forward again “Thank you”.
“HaHaHa” many of the Press laugh.
A woman reporter stands “Hello Sean, nice to meet you…” she speaks.
Sean leans forward “Hello…”
“Have you spoken to Mack Rodgers at all since his injury?” she asks.
Sean leans forward “Uh, no… But I hear his Physical Therapy is going very well…” Sean replies.
The woman Reporter sits down, and a tall, young, ambitious male reporter stands.
“Hello Sean… Do you think that Mack is feeling threatened by your performance thus far in the Majors?” the man asks.
Sean leans forward “Uh, excuse my french, but, Hell No…”
“HaHaHa” several Press laugh again.
The ambitious reporter does not seem amused “So then you agree that it is likely a fluke, and soon you’ll return to a Batting Average closer to your .273 Lifetime Minor League Batting Average…?”
Sean leans forward “The Angels have been on a bit of a tear in the hitting department lately… In the last ten games, I’d say there’s three or four of us batting over .400… And Mack… Well, he’s the Best Hitting Catcher in Baseball, averaging over .340 for the last three years… In fact he was at .348 I believe when he was injured… And to answer your question, I sure hope not…”
“HaHaHa” the Press Room laughs again, and the man sits down.
CLEVELAND HOTEL ROOM
ONE HOUR FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
Sean is sitting on his Queen Bed, after just getting out of the shower.
“RING! RING!” his hotel phone rings, and he answers it.
“Hello…”
“Yeah Greg…”
“Yeah Greg…”
“It’s not a big deal…”
“I’m going to be back in the Minors in less then two months… Somehow I doubt I’ll ever do another Press Conference”
“Ok Greg…”
“Ok Greg…”
“I’m hanging up now…”
“CLICK” Sean hangs up the phone, Greg was mid sentence.
“BEEP!“
Sean receives a text on his phone.
It’s from Mack Rodgers.
“Gratz on the Batting Average Buddy… And Thanks for Shutting That Guy Up, Lol… Good Luck tomorrow night” the text says.
Sean smiles, sets his cell phone on the side table, and lays back in bed.
He then picks up his cell, and scrolls to “Beth McClure” his supposed Sister.
He clicks Call.
“Hi Beth?”
“Yeah it’s… Oh… Yeah… Caller ID”
He sits up “Yeah listen… I’ll be back in California Thursday, July 5th… Are you still in California?”
“Oh great… Where do you live by the way, I know you came to California to meet me…”
“Michigan… Cool”
“Oh not cool? You don’t like Michigan?”
“Ah ok… Well listen, I have a game against the Orials on Thursday, and I thought maybe I could leave you and your friends some tickets?”
“Uh huh…”
“Uh huh…”
“Sure, they can bring their boyfriends… Do you have a Boyfriend? Wait, never mind, that’s really none of my business”
“Yes… That was a bit Big Brother of me, Ha”
“Ok…”
“Ok…”
“Well, I’ll leave you guys five tickets…”
“Right…”
“Right… And I was thinking, maybe the two of us could grab something to eat afterwards?”
“Sure… Your Friends?”
“That’s totally up to you… I’d love to talk… And just get to know you a bit…”
“Alright…”
“Alright…”
“See you then…”
“Goodnight Beth”
Sean hangs up.
He then flips on the T.V. where there is about to be a repeat of his Interview on ESPN2.
“Oh this oughta be fun” he says, and sits his cell phone on the side table.
“Sean McClure Brought Up From The “Salt Lake Bees” Is It? Makes Quite An Impression This Evening In Cleveland… Lets Take A Look…” the ESPN2 Announcer says.
“BEEP!“
A Text comes in from Beth.
“Goodnight Bro…” it says.
Sean smiles and sets it down again.
“BEEP!“
He picks it up again, but this time it’s from his Friend Greg.
“YOU’RE ON ESPN2!! CHECK IT OUT!!”
Sean smiles, sets it down again, turns off the light, and watches himself on ESPN2.
DarkJade-
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