The Short Kid at Second Base
Nowadays, sixth graders with Justin Bieber-like petiteness are probably too busy dating high school freshmen to be bothered with baseball. But back in the '90s, before being underdeveloped was a godsend, these mighty midgets were our fireplugs. With weak arms but consistent gloves, they were our pivot men of the infield.
Offensively, this cat was easily the most frustrating hitter in the lineup. Why? Because he'd crouch down in his already compact stance like a prepubescent Ricky Henderson, turning his miniature strike zone into an aspirin pill. Save the shrimp jokes for that Biebs chump, this kid had a free pass to first base every at bat.