In Torres’ case, CIF titles and state records were not to be had. Yet I may never have covered a young man with as much talent that, all along, fought past so many pitfalls and did so while wearing his heart on his sleeve. He took crap for being the coach’s kid in baseball, he took crap in baseball for running and he took crap most of all in running for playing baseball. But he put forth more work and effort in an average day than most of us would in a month. Through it all, he won Pacific League titles on trails and tracks and diamonds, grabbing All-CIF, All-State and even All-American notice along the way. Torres will go on to UCLA and perhaps reach the potential that I don’t think he has quite yet, but more than anything he was symbolic of high school sports being what they’re supposed to be. Too often are athletes concentrated on one thing because that’s their ticket. Sad to say, but most tickets don’t get punched. It’s a long shot and you might as well do everything you can when you can. I truly feel that Zack Torres’ greatness was not just in his legs and the heights they took him to, but within his will and spirit to do everything he could with everything he had.