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The Historian: Part VIII

 

My purpose, to tell Lee’s tale to those who read this later, is now done. For all that I have seen, for all that I would rate as what is needed in the post-apocalyptic world to keep it turning, I never thought I would draw this conclusion: 

 
Lee created hope that will run deep through this section of waste and will remain for a long, long time. Only the people who chipped away at Lee’s accomplishment could be called true enemies of the world. Politics are politics. But Lee’s war was won, even if he could not see it through to the end. 
 
Only a few days after killing Tommy Torini, Lee received a tip that the ghoul was in a hideout in the Mojave. Lee went out to pursue “Zombie,” as he called him, Jerry Nicks. After that, I never saw Lee again. Like I said in my introduction, though, the load of fresh deathclaw carcasses convinced me Lee was alive and OK. Perhaps he went in pursuit of the “Shadow Man” after he found and killed the ghoul. Who knows? 
 
On a related note, one day, a few years ago, not long after I joined up with Lee in his post-heroic quest of fixing the Mojave, I was sitting on the side of Red Rock with a group of people in Lee’s contingency. We were traveling the wastes, looking for people who could contribute in any task they had talent for doing, even things as simple as collecting herbs and fruits for the old or disabled. I was really young, but I had one of those “epiphanies” Lee spoke about only a few years before. Lee was the North Pole and I was a magnet drawn to him. I could not explain how or why, but one day when I was a teenager, I woke up from a dream and knew that I had to seek out Lee. My past life was no longer important. I had a purpose. 
 
The dream I had was exactly as I was experiencing on Red Rock. I was there with Lee as he was telling the people sitting around the campfire about this game that he was spreading. He was mentioning names I would have mostly ignored, but on that day, I had a graphite stick and an empty journal ready to be filled with notes. Lee spoke of guys named Dee Babe, Bob Gibson, Ron Gidree, Ricky Henderson, Big Mac, Charlie Hustler, Mantel, Tryst Speaker, Trout, Pull Holes, the Big Hurt, the Hawk, Strawberry, Esau Moon, Eden Jay, and many more. He talked about what they could do and how their very names could send chills through people of yesteryear. In my dream, I remembered that same sort of speech. I also remembered how Lee was giving the speech in my dream and also whispering to me about other things at the same time in my mind. It was surreal. 
 
Just as in the dream, as we were sitting there listening to Lee speak, something told me to look away from Lee to a spot just left of the fire. There, looking at me, was Poseidon. You may remember him from the story. He created the RNC screens. After that night, he never stopped looking at me. 
 
In Lee’s last journal entry, he told me ‘Congratulations.’ I think I know what he meant. To me, he gave me hope of something else. A Historian with a future. 
 
To the Mojave, he gave them baseball.

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Narrator's Post Script (in Ron Perlman voice)

 

War. War never changes. 

 
After Lee left, the strong arm of the New California Republic continued to slam its weight on the citizens of the Mojave, especially those of New Vegas. What was once a breeding ground for all those hip joints of The Strip—chems, tribals, prostitutes, and even the casinos—were eventually deemed illegal and shut down by 2293. 
 
In time, the Mojave Baseball League became a shell of itself, surviving more through momentum than interest. All of the hope the Mojave once possessed after the events of the Second Battle of the Hoover Dam were turned upside down following Lee’s peace pact with the NCR and its subsequent ousting of Lee and those in his corner. 
 
In 2306, the people had enough of it all, and the People’s Rebellions began. At first, the NCR had an easy time picking off defectors. But the guerrilla efforts of a few unlikely heroes changed all that. One of the biggest heroes, a guy who went by the name Poseidon, single-handedly shut down the entirety of the NCR’s online networking system. He passed on his secrets to other rebels before he disappeared east along with his wife, a person who called herself Dee Storian. 
 
Those secrets Poseidon passed on helped the rebels to destroy the entire NCR fleet of automatons. In addition, since many of the NCR soldiers had ties to the Mojave and strong feelings for the area, more than half of the local army defected. Because of victories in the Mojave, the NCR lines had become weak, and people were tearing down bases and encampments everywhere, rendering the NCR obsolete. 
 
Due to unhappiness of the people within the state of California, President Kimball resigned in 2307. He had been president of the NCR for 31 years and had kept his sights in and on the Mojave that entire time. His successor had been the vice president for the last 12 years, Sunshine Jones. 
 
By 2310, the NCR was no longer a government entity east of the California border. President Jones signed a treaty drawing direct, permanent lines on what were once the California and Nevada borders. The Nevada Alliance, as well as portions of the former states of Arizona, Utah, Colorado, New Mexico, and West Texas became allies of the United Desert States, which was part of what eventually became the New American Alliance. Before that time they were bordered on the east by the powerful United Coast Guard. 
 
As part of the UDS, the Mojave went back to some of its old ways. Casinos reopened their doors, though the feel was much different at first. People began again to rebuild destroyed cities and communities. The networking system went back on line and people were able to join online discussion forums. A surprisingly high number joined forums seeking to help and improve the area, starting a wave of progress and stability never seen since before the Great War. 
 
Baseball was also spreading in popularity. There were many community leagues throughout some of the other areas of the UDS with strong leadership and interest. Some former players of the Mojave Baseball League became ambassadors to the game and helped establish leagues that eventually became part of a greater regional league. 
Though the Mojave Baseball League shut its doors in 2306, baseball in the area held strong with many community teams battling it out in the Mojave. In 2320, the United Desert States Baseball League began operations with eight teams competing to be the UDSBL champions in what they called the Desert Series. Two of those teams were the New Vegas Gamblers and the Boulder City Mojavians. 
 
Though he went by a different name at that time, Lee returned to the Mojave many years later, many years after all those he ever knew there had passed on long, long ago. The place had changed much in that time he was away, but one thing held on, fighting for dear life. Baseball. He found as a new entity in New Vegas, in what was once Vault 21, the Mojave Baseball Museum. In the museum, he found the Historian’s chronicles of endless entries of Lee’s founding of baseball, as well as thousands of other memorabilia and personal accounts about the founding of baseball in the Mojave. For the first time in many, many years, Lee cried. 
 
Despite Lee’s efforts, the Mojave would never be a place of absolute peace. However, in those brief periods of peace, when one had a chance to venture out into the wilderness of the former Jacobstown without fears of being bombed, sniped, or eaten, one could almost smell brahmin-buttered popmaize wafting through the air. One could almost hear the moans and jeers of a disappointed fan base. One could even almost see the barkchew-stained dugout. To Lee, baseball was utopia, just like the days of his youth long before the Great War. Baseball was the ever-necessary escape from the next war soon to come. Because…
 
War. War never changes.

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The Final History of the MBL

 

In 2293, the Mojave declared gambling illegal, leading to the immediate shutdown of the casinos in the area. Through various community and corporate sponsorships, the casino teams did not shut down but simply changed hands, allowing the MBL to keep its doors open. 

 
Ultra Luxe moved to Nipton and became the Nipton Phoenix, a former team of the Prospects League. 
Gomorrah became the Red Rock Khans. 
Tops became the Aerotech Mutants.
Boulder City dropped the Atomic Wranglers name and became the Centaurs. 
Goodsprings dropped the Lucky 38s name and became the Prospectors. 
 
Changed logos below:
 
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The Final History of the MBL

 

The most successful teams of the first six years did not remain dominant throughout the time of the Mojave. Lee's plan of a shared evaluation system leading to parity and league-wide hope from year to year proved to be successful since all but two teams could claim a title in the league's 21-year history. 

 
Surprisingly, though they had questionable management in their early years, the Gomorrah Devils/Red Rock Khans franchise turned out to be the league's best team over the 21-year span, winning four titles. North Vegas was the most successful team for regular season wins and playoff appearances, and finished second with three titles.
 
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The Final History of the MBL

 

Statistics are the backbone of baseball, and there were some fine career performances. Here are the best ever single season and career numbers for both batters and pitchers.

 

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The Final History of the MBL

 

There were not enough years in the Mojave Baseball League to really have a Hall of Fame. However, there were five players who defined HOF-caliber performance. 

 
Their names with primary position and primary team:
 
Matt Davis, 3B, Primm Outlaws
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Dave Griffin, SS, Westside Sarsaparillas
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Jimmy LaRue, CF, Goodsprings Lucky 38s/Prospectors
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Jim Seaman, 1B, Freeside Kings
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Basket Zapp, CL, North Vegas Radscorpions
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This now officially concludes my Fallout:New Vegas' Mojave Baseball League dynasty. I hope all of you enjoyed it.


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