Walter was a catcher and had seven touchdowns to his name before his death. Now he has returned to the field and to his despair he finds that he is now unable to even pick up the ball. His bitter shriek can be heard every time he sees the ball fly right through his incorporeal hands.

Walters sad, pitiful unlife finally came to a close as he was stomped into the pitch by a throng of zombies and flesh golems in the teams final game of Spring, year 6. He never got to hold that ball again...


Personal goal:
-Hold the ball at least once :( FAILED