Dear Mr. Rose,

You are my boyhood hero.  When I was growing up, you were the first baseball player I had ever heard of, so in many respects, you are baseball to me.  I even watched your TV show with the giant chicken and everything.

I fear that you'll never be allowed in the Baseball Hall of Fame.  However, I have an alternative.  Soon my alma mater, Peebles High School, is going to elect their "Senior Hall of Fame."  This is a list of popular students that feel the need to congratulate themselves on their popularity by labeling themselves as "most popular," "prettiest," or "most likely to be famous." Only students are eligible, but we're not averse to bending the rules to see that a deserving man gets his due. 

I realize that you could win "most popular," very easily, and that "prettiest" is out of the question.  But that's okay, since we're bending the rules anyway, we may as well make up a new category for you.  Our Yearbook Staff has narrowed it down to three: "Largest face," "Best At Going All in after a Flop," and "Most Likely to Get Screwed Out of the Hall of Fame Despite 4,256 Career Hits." 

I hope you'll accept this opportunity to be enshrined in Peebles High School's history.

Sincerely,

Ryan Arey