Fisher enlisted in the Colonial army when he was 16 years old. The war was a brutal time for him. He lost friends and his faith in the cause was dwindling. He was about to desert until he saw a tall well dressed man on horseback. He stuck Fisher with awe and inspiration. His name...was George Washington, and he followed him until the end.
Nowadays he is one of the premier pitchers in the NEAWL. When he was 254 years old, he was picked up by the Flushing Pond Bassholes as an undrafted rookie. The Basshole stunk. They were 0-6(?) before Fisher joined with no hope of having a winning season. This all changed as soon as Fisher threw out his first pitch during his warmups. The room went silent...all you could hear was the tinging of the sheet metal on the strike zone. The Bassholes were legit. They would go on to win the championship that season on the backs of David Fisher. Fish hadn't felt that thrill of victory since the Treaty of Paris.
The following season, they were bounced early in the playoffs (remember fish is over 250 years old, his mobility isn't the best and spring season is a different beast than winter season). He went back into the draft, but was picked up by the Bassholes again, and guess what? Fisher pitched two perfect games that season and was mostly unhittable, leading the Bassholes to their second title. In the spring season of 2015 the Bassholes were dispatched again in the first round of the playoffs (see spring season reason from above).
Now, he's moved to Lowell in hopes of bringing the Chiefs their first