Emblem Warhorse/IF-28.733

Liam Newton is a long-term patron of the Emblem Warhorse. During Season 1 of Blaseball, Liam was an intern at the ILB, working part-time as an umpire while finishing his art history degree. Liam’s internship period ended immediately prior to the elections, leaving him relatively unaffected by the opening of the Forbidden Book - although it hit him hard emotionally.
After graduating, Liam spent a few years taking on various jobs. One day, after an evening shift at a local museum, he noticed the Emblem Warhorse and entered on a whim. He was immediately welcomed by several patrons and quickly settled in. He was initially very reclusive, but after a while, he started opening up more and more; eventually becoming a completely different person than he was when he first entered. At the suggestion of Faun, he had the Emblem tattooed on his right upper arm, as a way to bookend that chapter of his life.
He now considers the Warhorse his “home”, often more so than his actual home (a small apartment somewhere in Seattle), and he’ll occasionally spend the night there if a particularly interesting conversation drags on for long enough.
Despite not having been an ILB official since before the Discipline Era, he enjoys telling tall tales about his time as an umpire, often conveniently glossing over the exact time frame or status. Most of the stories are either severely embellished or just completely made up - his actual tenure didn’t consist of much more than arguing over called outs - but somehow manage to convince most people for a while (at least, until they pay full attention).
Several of his former umpire masks now adorn the walls of the Warhorse, many of which have since been repurposed into various art projects or decorations. Each mask has a story behind it - completely made up and different every time, of course.
He tries his best not to pay attention to the Umpire, and the two seem to look at each other with a nasty scowl should they accidentally get too close for comfort. 
Liam’s self-proclaimed “drink of choice” is whatever the strongest thing on offer is, and he’ll often make a show out of it to impress newcomers, or really anyone he can get to watch. So far, he’s only succeeded in consistently making a massive fool of himself when he inevitably has to give up after half a sip. When (he thinks) no one’s watching, he’ll just have a Flanta.
=== Trivia ===
*Liam is one of the few patrons that own a car, affectionately dubbed the “Liam Nissan” by several other patrons. It’s a yellow Subaru. He does not understand why this is funny, but laughs along either way.
*Liam is, on a technicality, related to Isaac Newton, and he likes to bring this up whenever it’s even slightly relevant.
*Liam has a long-term partner who lives in Vancouver. He prefers not to talk about them in detail, and most patrons don’t believe his “fake Canadian boyfriend” even exists at all. A few long-term patrons have met them once or twice, but commit to the bit anyway.
*Liam spends far too much energy trying to keep patrons from fighting each other.
*Liam will gladly offer to bat in any weather (except Solar Eclipse), but is rarely chosen.
*Liam keeps a running tally of his batting performance in a small notebook in one of the drawers behind the bar, each plate appearance adorned with a small doodle.
*Liam's stories endlessly enamored the young King, not old enough to remember the time before the Discipline Era first-hand. By the time kie was old enough to catch on, he had already inspired King to come up with kir own stories for kir "Eyepatch Incident", all similarly lavish and ludicrous.