Once upon a time, in the province of San Pedro de Macori­s in the Dominican Republic, a baby boy was born. 

The pregnancy was a painful one for the mother, as the baby wouldn’t stop moving around. The mother constantly felt punches inside her, so she went to her doctor to see what was going on. Ultrasound images showed the fetus swinging his arms around. To the mother, as well as to the doctor, this act seemed random. The father, Jose Cano, knew better. He saw that his unborn son was swinging his arms in a motion similar to that of baseball players during batting practice. He couldn’t have been more proud of this sight.

Throughout the pregnancy, the parents-to-be were very careful about their unborn child’s health. The mother made sure that her nutritional intake was optimal, taking in a lot of protein in her meals to ensure the muscle development of the baby. The father spent every night talking to the unborn child about baseb
all tips and tricks. The little fetus benefitted from both, building up muscle mass thanks to his mother, and gaining baseball knowledge from his father.

Mrs. Cano completed her entire pregnancy, and went into labor on time. She was having strong contractions, but the baby wasn’t ready to be born yet. She was in labor for an entire day, but the baby wasn’t coming out. Then, while walking over to the doctor to hand him a pair of forceps, a nurse tripped over an electrical wire, and the instrument in her hand went flying up in the air. The baby immediately slid out, caught the forceps as they bounced up off the floor, and quickly threw them with great accuracy, right at the doctor’s hand.

It was obvious that a miracle was just witnessed.

The father, a Major League Baseball player, named the baby boy Robinson, after the great baseball legend Jackie Robinson. The world would never be the same again.

At the age of eleven months, Robinson skipped walking, and went straight to running. He didn’t run randomly, like toddlers do, but rather ran towards the corners of the room, tagging each corner with his foot. It was a phenomenon his mother couldn’t explain, but his father knew what it meant. His little son picked up the advice he had given him while he was still in the womb, and was already starting to touch all the bases.

For his first birthday, Robinson’s father gave him a foam baseball bat. Robbie immediately knew what to do with it. He stood up, gripped the bat perfectly, and began swinging it around, just as he had been practicing in his mother’s womb for nine months. Two months later, for Christmas, Robinson’s father gave him a baseball glove. Robbie immediately slid his hand into the glove, and started pointing at objects he wanted his father to throw at him. His dad obliged, and Rob began running around the living room, catching these items, and throwing them back with perfect accuracy.

During the next few years, Robinson Cano swung his bat around at everything. When his father would ask him to hand him the remote, Robbie would throw it up in the air, and bat over to his dad. He also refused to be handed anything, he wanted objects thrown at him. If his mother wanted to hand him his sippy cup, she’d have to throw it at Robinson, and he’d dive to catch it, drink from it, then throw it right back at his mom. 

No one had witnessed anything like it. Robbie’s parents hid this special gift from the world for as long as they could. They felt that people weren’t ready for what Robinson had to offer.

At the age of three, Robinson Cano was enrolled in preschool. He continued his batting, catching, and throwing ways. His talent could no longer be hidden from the world, and teachers were in awe of this young boy. 

While the rest of the class was dancing to music, Robinson was running and sliding up and down the classroom. Of course, he always tagged the corners. While the rest of the children were finger-painting, Robbie was dipping baseballs in paint, placing them on a tee, and swinging his bat to hit them at the blank sheet of paper. He always managed to find the vacant parts of the paper when he hit his paint-covered baseballs.

He soon became a young celebrity, and was even featured on the six o’clock news. He was known as “The Baseball Boy”, and some locals were beginning to wonder whether or not he was human.

At the age of six, Robinson began school, and enrolled in a little league baseball team. He was the only child on his team who refused to use a tee, and coaches would pitch to him underhand. After hitting home runs off of every underhanded pitch thrown his way, coaches decided to pitch to him overhand to try to get him out. This proved to be successful, as it took Robinson Cano’s batting average down to .920 with a slugging percentage of 3.000. It was obvious that they were working with a miracle child.

His childhood and preteen years continued to see Robinson Cano flourish as a golden child. By the age of ten, his father – a former Major League pitcher – could no longer avoid being lit up by little Robbie. Every pitch he threw to his son, was blasted out of the park. Papa Cano could strike out Major League batters, but he could no longer strike out his own son. 

At the age of thirteen, the Cano family moved to Newark, New Jersey, where Robinson went to school for three years. He joined the baseball team, and of course, continued to dominate all the players in his age group. He even began outperforming high school seniors, and many of them were losing the interest of scouts because of this.

Robbie decided to dabble in other interests, and joined the basketball team. His obsession with basketball was brief. He grew tired of the sport as the ball was too large, and was no challenge to this young wonder.

During the time in which Robinson Cano was playing on his high school baseball team in New Jersey, the New York Yankees were struggling in their division. Gene Michael, the General Manager of the Yankees at the time, knew that the only solution to the Yankees’ problems was to build a solid farm system. That was what he was doing, signing young unknowns such as Derek Sanderson Jeter, Mariano Rivera, Jorge Rafael Posada, and Andrew Eugene Pettitte. 

Gene Michael happened to be in New Jersey, one day, while Robbie’s team was playing. He received a phone call telling him to head over to a Barringer High School, to see a thirteen-year-old boy dominate the sport. Gene went to the game, and watched as Cano hit eight home runs. Mr. Michael wrote down the words “Future Yankee – Robinson Jose Cano” in his daily planner, and was determined to hand this piece of information over to his successor, as it was his final year as General Manager of the New York Yankees.

In 1997, at the age of fifteen, the Cano family moved back to the Dominican Republic, where Robbie continued to play baseball for the Pedro Apostol School. The Yankees sent scouts down to keep an eye on him. The Yankees didn’t create the hype surrounding this future star; Robinson Cano needed no hype. He was the real deal. Everyone who had witnessed his talent knew it

In 2001, Robinson Cano was a high school graduate, and signed with the New York Yankees as an amateur free agent. The rest is history.

To this day, it is unknown whether or not Robinson Cano is human.