Bryce Harper shows he belongs in Arizona Fall League debut

The Washington Post's Adam Kilgore reports from the Arizona Fall League where Nationals prospect Bryce Harper hit a bases-loaded double in his professional debut.
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, October 22, 2010; 12:01 AM

SCOTTSDALE, ARIZ. - Most baseball players, even those with exceptional ability, feel some degree of apprehension when attempting to do something no one else really ever has. For Bryce Harper, whom the Washington Nationals made the No. 1 overall pick in baseball's amateur draft less than five months ago, the unprecedented has become a matter of habit.

Harper is playing this month in the Arizona Fall League, where elite prospects hone their skills in what is considered the most advanced competition outside the majors. Some questioned whether someone who turned 18 just days earlier would be overwhelmed among players minimally two years older, all with at least minor league experience. But for Harper, who skipped his junior year of high school and started junior college as a 17-year-old, this is a natural progression.

"There was so much anticipation last year," Harper said. "So much 'do this, do that.' It was insane, because you want to be that first pick. You want to do all those things that you've been wanting to do your whole life. I had to go out there in junior college, and I had to perform every single day. I've still got to perform out here. But it was a lot more tough out there. That was probably the hardest year of my life. This is baseball. This is fun. This is just a blast."

So when Harper walked on the Scottsdale Stadium field Wednesday night to became the second-youngest prospect ever to play in the Arizona Fall League, he was neither nervous nor scared. Instead, he felt only joy.

Before his father, Ron, and an announced crowd of 822 - four times the previous night's attendance - Harper wore a full-fledged Nationals uniform, white and crisp, with a black Scottsdale Scorpions hat. He smeared eye black underneath his eyes in thick, straight lines, a restrained version of the war paint he trademarked in junior college.

Playing right field and batting seventh, Harper went 1 for 4 with a two-RBI, bases-loaded, ground-rule double in his final at-bat. His swings were incredibly violent yet controlled; Harper waited for the ball to reach the plate before he coiled his vicious hacks. Scouts want hitters who let the ball travel and hit with their hands. That's what Harper did.

"I felt really good," Harper said. "I didn't think I was overmatched at all. I felt like I was hitting in my back yard."

The Nationals sent Harper to Arizona because they believed his talent merited his inclusion in the most advanced league that exists outside the majors. They were right.

"He's got the fastest bat out here," one scout said. "It's good to see. I was worried, just because of the age. But he fits in. He belongs."

Half an hour before first pitch, Harper walked into the dugout and a collection of photographers gathered in front of the railing. They snapped his picture as he walked up the stairs and onto the field. One fan whistled before he jogged to the center field fence and leaned against it to stretch.

Harper's first impact on the game came in the top of the first inning, when Cubs prospect Josh Vitters smoked a line drive to right field. Harper traced back with his glove in the air, and the ball fell on the warning track, just over his leaping effort. Harper, one scout said later, took the proper route to the ball. He gunned the throw to the cutoff man, showing off the arm that allowed him to throw mid-90s fastballs as a high school pitcher.

When Harper walked to the plate for his first at-bat, with no outs and a man on second in the bottom of the second inning, fans reached for their cellphone cameras and started shooting. They didn't get much material. Harper took a vicious cut at the first pitch Phillies prospect Josh Zeid threw him. Almost precisely at the moment Harper made contact, it started to rain. He flied the ball a mile high into the starless sky, a majestic popup to short in shallow left field.

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