Alright, let’s talk about this Mason McGwire fella. Heard a bit about him, you know, through the grapevine. Seems like he’s stirrin’ up some dust in the baseball world.
First off, they say he’s Mark McGwire’s kid. Yep, that Mark McGwire, the big hitter from back in the day. Guess the apple don’t fall far from the tree, huh? This young fella, Mason, he’s a pitcher, though. Throws the ball, not smacks it. Kinda different, but still in the same game, ya see?
Now, the Cubs, they picked him up in the 2022 draft. Eighth round, they say. Don’t know much about these drafts, but sounds like they saw somethin’ in him. Hope they’re right, for their sakes. Good team, the Cubs, always been kinda fond of them, though they ain’t always winnin’.
- Drafted: 2022 by the Chicago Cubs
- Round: 8th
- Position: Right-handed Pitcher (RHP)
They sent him down to the Myrtle Beach Pelicans, that’s where he’s playin’ now. Heard they put him on some “Development List” for a bit in April. Don’t know what that means exactly, maybe he needed a little fixin’ up, like a rusty tractor, ya know? Gotta oil it up sometimes to keep it runnin’ smooth.
He’s still young, just a pup, really. They said he was 18 in some article I saw. Just a boy, barely got whiskers on his chin. But he’s pitchin’, and that’s somethin’. Takes guts to stand out there on that mound with everyone watchin’, I tell ya.
This Mason, he’s got a whole family, too. His daddy, Mark, well, he was a big deal. Twelve-time All-Star, they call him. Means he was real good, I reckon. Mason’s mama, Stephanie, she used to sell them pills, or somethin’ like that, in St. Louis. And Mason’s got triplet sisters, little gals, Monet Rose and Marlo Rose. Born in 2010, they say. Imagine that, three little babies at once! Must’ve been a handful.
Mark McGwire, the daddy, he got married in Vegas back in 2002. Vegas, that’s where all the fancy folks go to gamble and get hitched. Seems like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it? Time sure does fly. Now his boy is all growed up and playin’ ball. Life’s funny that way.
Folks are sayin’ Mason could be headed to the Major Leagues, MLB they call it. That’s the big show, ya know? Where all the best players go. Don’t know if he’ll make it, but he’s got a chance. Got that McGwire blood in him, they say. Maybe that’ll give him an edge.
He’s a right-handed pitcher, like I said. Throws the ball with his right hand. Some folks say that’s better, some say it don’t matter. I don’t know nothin’ about that, just tellin’ you what I heard. Seems like he’s got some talent, though. Gotta have talent to make it in the big leagues, and maybe some luck too. Luck is important in life.
They write about him in them newspapers and on the internet, The Athletic, they call it. Always got somethin’ to say about him. Stats and scores and all that fancy stuff. I don’t understand half of it, but they seem to think he’s worth watchin’. So maybe he is. Guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.
So, that’s the story on Mason McGwire, as best as I can tell it. Young pitcher, son of a famous hitter, playin’ for the Pelicans, hopin’ to make it big. Sounds like a good story, don’t it? Hope he does well. Always rootin’ for the young folks, tryin’ to make somethin’ of themselves. It ain’t easy in this world.
Folks are always lookin’ for the next big thing, you know. Maybe this Mason, he’s it. Maybe he ain’t. Time will tell. But for now, he’s out there pitchin’, and that’s all that matters. Just gotta keep workin’ hard, stayin’ out of trouble, and maybe, just maybe, he’ll be a star.
Remember that name, Mason McGwire. You might be hearin’ it a lot more in the years to come. Or maybe not. Like I said, life’s funny that way.
