Son Scotch

was a lineup player for the Houston Spies, and was with the team from until being incinerated on , Day 36.
==Official League Records==
Scotch joined the ILB as a lineup player for the Houston Spies with .
On , Day 36, Scotch was incinerated and replaced by Jomgy Rolsenthal.
==History== 
Simply put, Son Scotch is your son. 
Yes, yours. Immediately after attending their first game, every Spies fan has separate and drastically different memories of raising Scotch implanted in their consciousness, as if they were always there—and perhaps they were.
Every time you meet your loving Son, they are going through another developmental milestone. Today they might be learning to drive. Yesterday might have been their first day of school. These are not inherently contradictory, and you are so, so proud.
Son Scotch decided that they wanted to play Blaseball after you took him to a game and he caught a fly ball in the stands. Shortly after Scotch announced their intent to play Blaseball, you learned of their chosen team after they told you in vague terms about a "cool new job offer in the information sphere." You imagined a library or perhaps some kind of tech job, and grew concerned when Son stopped attending quite so many family reunions. You were disappointed. Your family does not remember Scotch's presence at your reunions, but you do, and you love him for it.
To this day, although Scotch's appearance differs drastically based on which of their many parents is looking at them, they can be picked out of a crowd by their overlarge ball cap, worn backwards, that you got them at their first Blaseball game. In addition, although fans have contradictory but invariably nostalgic memories about why this is, Scotch has a fondness for light-up sneakers.
Scotch is, to date, the only player that routinely gets away with changes to the Spies' uniform code. As they are the adored son of the entire Spies team, everyone is willing to make exceptions for them. Some might call this nepotism, but nobody has the heart to accuse their son of involvement in such affairs. For example, Scotch has been granted league dispensation to skip Blaseball games held on Thursday evenings in order to attend family game night with you, and Scotch was able to skip Spies tryouts after offering one of his parents, Alexandria Rosales, a drawing to put on their refrigerator.
The one privilege that the Spies refuse to extend to Scotch is permission to drink alcohol—Scotch does not have a legal ID, since their age is in constant flux, and no responsible parent would let their treasured son drink underage. At Spies functions, Scotch therefore resorts to drinking his milkshakes shaken, not stirred.
The only declassified Spies team party that we can be relatively sure really happened was in honor of Scotch's graduation from Natha Kath Memorial High School in one of the Unlimited Los Angeli. You were there, and you were proud of him.
Fans/parents have been known to accompany Scotch's march to the batting stump with the chorus of Robbie Williams' 'She's The One', lyrics amended thusly:
And if there's somebody
Scoring home runs
He's our son.
Son Scotch has not been observed to hold romantic attachments to anyone, explaining that the clamor of Scotch's legion of parents fighting to ensure that Scotch's chosen date is worthy of their cherished child would be more trouble than it's worth. However, they seem to be friends with York Silk of the Hawai'i Fridays, and according to Silk, they enjoy playing video games together after Fridays home games.
==Gallery==
File:Sonfitzrosales.png|Son Scotch, Fitzgerald Blackburn, and Alexandria Rosales (By )
File:79SonScotch.png|Mini-Blaseballer by 
Category:Players
Category:Lineup Players
Category:Nominative Determinism
Category:Incinerated Players
Category:Original Players