RIP: Nick Adenhart

Why am I posting about a player I have barely heard of, about a player that two dozen blogs have already posted about, about a player who didn't even have a full season in the big leagues?

Because the news of Nick Adenhart's death last night in a car accident, apparently caused by a drunk driver running a red light (and let's not forget two other people died in this accident, too), compels me to write something, anything on the very off-chance that my blog is the only one someone reads today.

In fact, I think every baseball blog should have a post about Nick Adenhart today. Write about what you knew about him, how you saw him play, how you saw him pitch, how you saw him in the parking lot, how you saw him laugh, how you saw him grow up. If you didn't know about him, write that. Write about how you wish you had gotten to know him.

Write about how angry drunk drivers make you, how we have been talking about the evils of drinking and driving for decades, yet some shit-for-brains imbecile still hasn't gotten the memo that drinking and driving KILLS. Not only does it kill, but it ruins the lives forever of everyone involved in that accident. FOREVER.

From Nick Adenhart's baseball card:

"Nick, 21, was the youngest player in the American League when he was called up to make his Major League debut on May 1, 2008. Baseball America tabbed him the Angels No. 1 pitching prospect."

We'll never know what he could have done.

Rest in peace, Nick. My prayers and thoughts are with your family. And with you, and with the Angels.

Win a few for Nick this year.