The Business Of Building Ballplayers
In Dominican Republic, Scouts Find the Talent and Take the Money
By Steve Fainaru
Washington Post Staff Writer
BANI, Dominican Republic
Some folks here speculate in corn or sugar cane; Enrique Soto speculates
in infielders. He drives his big green pickup through the dust-coated streets,
stopping near
the vacant lots, near the playgrounds, near the dirt fields filled
with kids playing baseball. That's how he discovered Willy Aybar.
The 13-year-old boy was fielding grounders on a rutted diamond near
the Bani River. He weighed 120 pounds. Soto took measure of Aybar's supple
wrists. He
listened to the crack of his bat. With training and a proper diet,
Soto figured, he could sell Willy Aybar to one of the major league teams
that scour this tiny
Caribbean nation for ballplayers.
Soto plied the malnourished youngster with protein supplements and balanced
meals. He pitched him batting practice and hit him countless ground balls.
When Aybar
turned 16, baseball's legal signing age, Soto taught his illiterate
prospect how to write his name. He then drove him into the capital, Santo
Domingo, where Aybar
printed his signature on a contract to receive $1.4 million from the
Los Angeles Dodgers -- one of the largest signing bonuses in the history
of the Dominican
Republic.
And then, to secure his investment, Enrique Soto stole Willy Aybar's
money, according to Aybar, his parents and baseball sources who have looked
into the alleged
swindle.
Last May, when the Dodgers released the first half of Aybar's bonus
-- $490,000, after taxes -- Soto deposited the check in a Dominican bank
account under his
own name, according to Aybar and his family. Aybar's mother, Francia,
said Soto gave her a lump-sum payment of 100,000 pesos, about $6,250, and
a monthly
stipend of less than $2,000. He paid the Philadelphia-based agent who
negotiated Aybar's contract $35,000. He allegedly kept the rest, about
$430,000, for himself.
Asked how much he received from his first bonus check, Aybar, now an
18-year-old third baseman on a Dodgers minor league team in Wilmington,
N.C., replied:
"Me? Nada."
Soto said Aybar entrusted him with the check "so his family wouldn't
abuse the money" but denied that he kept it for himself. Following inquiries
by The Post, Soto
said he might be willing to give some of the money back but declined
to say how much.
Over the past several years, a steady influx of foreign players has
transformed professional baseball. Of 6,916 players under contract to major
or minor league teams,
44 percent come from outside the United States. The epicenter of baseball's
globalization is the Dominican Republic: Nearly one in four players under
contract hails
from a country with 8.4 million people and a monthly per capita income
of $450.
But the system that produced Willy Aybar -- as well as superstars Pedro
Martinez, Vladimir Guerrero and Sammy Sosa -- is a breeding ground for
exploitation and
corruption, according to interviews with baseball officials, scouts,
agents and players. The increased demand for foreign talent has created
a cutthroat industry of
street-level entrepreneurs dedicated to locating and grooming potential
major leaguers. Known as buscones, or "finders," the street agents often
train the players from
puberty.
In many cases, the buscones(pronounced boo-SCONE-ehs) are above-board
coaches who spend considerable time and resources to support athletes,
but their
growth has been accompanied by reports of over-charging, extortion
and outright theft.
Major League Baseball, the governing body for professional teams, decries
the abuses but effectively created the system that fosters them. Clubs
support the
buscones with "commissions" ranging from $500 to as much as $50,000
-- potential violations of major league rules that prohibit teams from
compensating agents for
negotiating contracts. The payments often mean less money for the players,
who must also give the buscones a significant portion of their signing
bonuses: at times 50
percent or higher. By comparison, U.S. agents normally receive 3 to
5 percent of their clients' earnings.
Baseball officials acknowledge problems in the treatment of young Dominican
ballplayers and said they are working to correct them. Louis Melendez,
vice president
of international operations for Major League Baseball, said there will
be more vigorous efforts to verify birth certificates to reduce the number
of players signed
before they are 16, the minimum age allowed by major league rules.
He said baseball is also evaluating the clubs' foreign training facilities
and preparing to make
contracts available in Spanish for the first time, perhaps this summer.
"We're not running away" from the problems, said Melendez.
Willy Aybar is one of 1,644 Dominican players under contract to major
league teams. He grew up with his family, six to a room, in a concrete-and-tin
house on the
Bani River -- a watery dump filled with garbage and raw sewage. He
taught himself to hit using whittled branches that he kept in a special
corner of his room. After
he signed with the Dodgers, he entrusted his signing bonus -- a figure
so large it was beyond his comprehension -- to Enrique Soto because neither
he nor his parents
had experience dealing with banks.
It was Soto, after all, who had made him a ballplayer.
"I trusted him," said Aybar. "He did everything for me."
King of the Buscones
Among the people now in the business of grooming and marketing ballplayers
are a Dominican congressman, the former director of Dominican operations
for the
Seattle Mariners and Jose Rijo, the former major league pitcher. The
most successful in the country, according to scouts, is Enrique Soto.
"People say I'm the King of the Buscones," said Soto, chuckling. "But I'm really only the king of myself."
The center of Soto's operation is a cracked blue stadium in Bani, an
agricultural city about an hour west of Santo Domingo. Near the stadium
entrance, in small black
graffiti, someone has scrawled "Miguel Tejada": the Oakland Athletics'
starting shortstop, once a Soto recruit. Inside, 120 aspiring heirs to
Miguel Tejada work out
on a trampled field devoid of grass, as if the players were working
out in a bullring.
Soto, 41, played shortstop in the San Francisco Giants' minor league
system for two years. He later became one of the top scouts in the Dominican,
signing not only
Tejada but a slew of talented players for the Oakland A's. Despite
his success, the A's fired him under suspicion that he was skimming thousands
of dollars from the
bonuses of players he had recruited, according to Raymond Abreu, the
team's director of Dominican operations. Soto denied the allegations.
Afterward, Soto dedicated himself full time to the Enrique Soto School,
which he had founded while working for the A's. The business was launched
under the
proposition that major league teams would pay more for well-trained,
well-fed players. "You have to get them when they're young," explained
Soto. He said he looks
for pliant boys who abstain from wearing jewelry "because that's a
sign they're not thinking the right way. You want to make sure that they
understand exactly what
you have to say."
"I only work with kids that have talent," said Soto. "Those that don't
have talent, I cut them loose. I cut them loose with pain in my heart,
but with peace of mind of
knowing that they were never going to pan out."
Last year, Soto landed contracts for seven players whose bonuses, including
Aybar's, totaled $1.94 million. Soto can recite the bonuses to the penny
but not the full
names of the players. His take? "About 25 percent." Declining to produce
records, he said his high commissions are offset by more than $11,000 in
monthly
expenses, about half of which goes to 40 prospects who receive daily
meals at a Bani restaurant called La Piragua.
Soto scoffed at the idea that what he is doing is any different from
major league teams. "If the teams invest, they're organized," he said.
"If the buscones invest, we're
thieves."
Soto owns two houses -- one in Bani and another under construction in
Las Calderas, a village about 10 miles outside the city. He drives a Ford
F-250, a BMW
motorcycle and a recently purchased Jaguar. He denies that he has gotten
rich selling ballplayers. "If I were rich would I be out here pitching
batting practice every
day?" he asked.
On any given morning, Soto can be found directing his charges, an olive-skinned
man with a bristly stubble covering his head and chin. The players he deems
most
promising wear blue-and-yellow jerseys with the initials for Soto's
school stitched across the front. Soto, also in uniform, hits fungoes,
runs drills and throws batting
practice, occasionally letting loose a warning: "This is a test --
a test to see if you can make it in the big leagues!" Soto said he has
no contractual arrangement with his
players because they are "like family."
"Hey, you, come over here!" he yelled while supervising an intrasquad game one afternoon.
From near the third base dugout, tentatively holding his glove, came
a member of Soto's "family": a tiny, reed-thin boy wearing red, white and
blue shorts patterned
with American flags and late-model cars.
The boy stood nervously before Soto, who turned to a visitor.
"See this?" he said, pointing to the skinny youngster. "This is what
Willy Aybar looked like when I got him. So you can see: To develop a kid
so he can sign is a very
big investment for me."
Asked his age, the boy responded shyly: "Thirteen."
"Okay," barked Soto, waving him off.
"What was that kid's name?" the visitor asked.
"Hey! You! Come back here!" Soto yelled. "Run! Run!"
The boy scampered back.
"What's your name?" Soto demanded.
Leaving Poverty Behind
Willy Aybar's front yard was the Bani River. When the river ran dry,
its gravel bed filled with garbage -- rotten mangoes and chicken bones
and used toilet paper,
picked over by dogs and goats, baking in the Caribbean sun. During
the rainy season, the river sometimes invaded Aybar's house, forcing him
and his family to sleep
on the floor of a nearby school until the water receded, leaving behind
a putrid layer of mud.
Aybar slept with his younger brother, Erick, in a single bed next to
one containing his sisters, Evelin and Kenya, next to one containing his
parents, Francia and
Narciso. As cars and trucks rumbled past the house, a fog of dirt would
seep through the spaces between the corrugated roof and the walls.
When Soto first spotted him, Aybar was playing shortstop on a rock-strewn
field, its pitching rubber a half-buried cinder block. The boy had long
since quit school
to help support his family, at times baking bread for $5 a day, at
times joining his father, a day laborer, on construction projects. "I'll
be honest with you: We didn't
always eat that well, but we ate," said Francia. "We at least had rice
and beans."
When the time came, Francia and Narciso were eager to turn over their
son to Soto. More than anything, the charismatic coach represented hope.
Soto provided
Aybar with regular meals. He gave him multi-vitamins and supplemented
his juice with Mega Mass, a protein powder that promotes weight gain. He
gave the young
player one of his blue-and-yellow Enrique Soto uniforms, spikes and
a new glove. He worked him out for six hours a day, five days a week.
Within two years, Soto had molded Aybar into a 165-pound shortstop with
power from both sides of the plate. The scouts began to notice. By the
time Aybar was
16, the offers had reached six figures and Soto decided he needed a
professional to help negotiate the most lucrative contract of his career.
Soto turned to Rob Plummer, a 32-year-old agent who operates out of
Philadelphia, his home town. A relative unknown in American baseball circles,
Plummer told
people he aspired to be the "Scott Boras of the Dominican" -- a reference
to the savvy, bare-knuckles agent who won a $252 million contract for Texas
Rangers
shortstop Alex Rodriguez. In his first big score, Plummer had gained
free agency for Ricardo Aramboles, a 14-year-old pitcher signed illegally
by the Florida Marlins
for $5,500. Freed from his contract, Aramboles, by then 16, signed
a new one with the New York Yankees for $1.52 million. Plummer received
5 percent.
After seeing Aybar play, Plummer wanted so badly to negotiate his contract
he agreed to give Soto a $10,000 loan -- an unusual arrangement described
by the agent
as "a down payment to show Soto that I would do a good job."
Plummer said Soto guaranteed him 5 percent of Aybar's bonus -- plus
his $10,000 back. The agent immediately began to contact teams, billing
Aybar as "another
Alex Rodriguez," according to scouts. By January last year, Aybar's
stock was soaring. The Dodgers held an exclusive tryout at Campo Las Palmas,
their Dominican
training facility, flying in senior executives Ed Creech and Jeff Schugal
from Los Angeles. On a wet field, against high-caliber pitching, Aybar
homered four times.
The Dodgers wanted Aybar but needed to move fast. The club was facing
a looming one-year suspension on foreign signings: punishment by Major
League Baseball
for illegally signing a 15-year-old Dominican infielder, Adrian Beltre
(now the Dodgers' starting third baseman), then doctoring his birth certificate.
Over the past two
years, the Dodgers have incurred $500,000 in fines for the illegal
recruitment of four foreign players -- including a 15-year-old Venezuelan
pitcher and two Cubans
whose defections were secretly engineered by Pablo Peguero, the Dodgers'
head of Dominican operations.
Peguero received a one-year suspension because of Beltre and was not
allowed to negotiate Aybar's contract. The Dodgers' ban on foreign signings
was to go into
effect February 1. At 9 p.m. January 31, Felix Feliz, the scout who
had temporarily replaced Peguero, received a call from the Dodgers' front
office. "They told me
they had a deal for $1.4 million," said Feliz, now a scout with the
Colorado Rockies. "I didn't believe the amount. I had to ask three or four
times if it was real."
Soto had prepared for this moment. Knowing that Aybar couldn't write,
he had given his player a pencil and a notebook and taught him how to write
his name. For
weeks before the signing, Aybar hunched over his notebook, his fingers
cramped around his shrinking pencil, printing his name over and over, until
one evening Soto
picked him up at the house on the river and drove him and his mother
into Santo Domingo. Aybar signed the contract in the lobby of a luxury
hotel, the Jaragua.
Aybar and his mother returned to Bani around 1 a.m. The neighborhood
was dark, but people were running through the dirt streets, shouting: "He
signed! The
Dodgers signed him!" All anyone could talk about was the number: $1.4
million. It was impossible to grasp. Aybar's father, Narciso, called an
educated cousin and
asked him if he could put the number in perspective.
"How much is $1.4 million?" Narciso asked.
Aybar's father had worked nearly his entire life -- 40 of his 45 years
-- picking fruit, hauling cement, chopping wood -- usually for 100 or 200
pesos a day, day after
day in the searing Dominican heat. On some days the pain in Narciso's
back was so bad he couldn't raise himself out of his seat.
"Chicho," responded his educated cousin, employing Narciso's nickname. "It's more than 20 million pesos!"
The First Payment
But it wasn't -- not really.
Aybar would soon learn that others had claims on his $1.4 million. The
Dodgers, for budgetary purposes, issued the bonus in two $700,000 installments.
The first
check was released on May 19 last year. The team, following guidelines
issued by Major League Baseball, immediately took out 30 percent federal
income tax, or
$210,000.
When the Dodgers released the check for the remaining $490,000, Luchy
Guerra, the club's senior manager for Dominican operations, phoned Aybar
to ask where
he wanted it sent. Aybar said he instructed Guerra to send the check
to Plummer, who would then forward it to Soto in Bani. Aybar said his mother
and father "didn't
know anything about banks" and he wanted Soto to hold the money until
he returned to the Dominican, after which "I was planning to give him something
like
$200,000" for training and expenses.
Plummer, in an interview, said he received Aybar's $490,000 check from the Dodgers, then sent it to Soto in Bani via Federal Express.
Guerra recalled events differently. A Dominican native who brings a
maternal instinct to her job looking after the Dodgers' Latin players,
Guerra said Plummer called
her and demanded that she send him the check. But she refused to release
it unless Aybar personally sent a letter. Guerra said she ended up sending
the check to the
Dodgers' complex in Vero Beach, Fla., where Aybar was training.
Guerra said she is uncertain how the check ended up in Soto's hands.
"It turns my stomach," she said. Aware of Aybar's lack of schooling, she
added: "I don't think
he knows a twenty-dollar bill from a fifty-dollar bill from a thousand-dollar
bill. I still think he doesn't have a clue as to how much money that really
is."
A copy of the canceled check, obtained by The Post, shows two signatures:
Willy Aybar's and Enrique Soto's. Guerra, who has examined a microfiche
copy held by
the Dodgers, said Aybar's signature did not appear to match the one
on his contract. Guerra said Aybar's signature on the check "appears to
be the same handwriting
as the person who signed for Soto."
"I never signed that check," said Aybar, who had been unaware that a check needed to be endorsed before it could be cashed. "He must have signed it for me."
Prompted by questions from The Post, major league officials have tried
to find out what happened to Aybar's money. Dominican sources have located
a Banco
Internacional account in Soto's name, containing in excess of $600,000,
but could not say whether Aybar's check had been deposited into the account.
Soto initially denied there was a dispute. "I didn't take that check,"
he said. Asked about Francia Aybar's claim that Soto paid her 100,000 pesos,
roughly $6,250,
then put her on a monthly stipend of 30,000 pesos, about $1,875, Soto
responded: "And how much should I have given her?"
"If I hadn't invested, how much would Willy Aybar have signed for?"
Soto said. "I'm the one who has to shape the player to give him value.
The whole world is
interested in Willy Aybar's money, but nobody's interested in what
you spend so Willy Aybar can get that money."
Soto said he was unconcerned about the allegations. "I'm like Jesus Christ," he said. "I've got the truth in the palm of my hand."
Plummer, who received his 5 percent cut from Soto, plus the repayment
of his $10,000 loan, said he gradually became aware that Aybar had been
taken. But he said
there was nothing he could do. "I didn't have any power," Plummer said.
"I was nothing. I was just Rob Plummer, this 32-year-old guy. How was I
supposed to
know that Soto was going to take the money?"
After inquiries from The Post last month, Plummer said he was taking
measures to persuade Soto to return the money. He said he had been reluctant
to take action
out of fear that it would jeopardize his career in the Dominican. "That
would be the end of Rob Plummer," he said.
Nor would the Dodgers help Francia Aybar. Frustrated and uncertain where
to turn, she contacted Felix Feliz, the Dodgers' scout who had signed her
son. Feliz was
sympathetic but refused to get involved. "I wanted to help her but
I couldn't. It wasn't my problem. I told her, 'I'm sorry, but I'm a baseball
scout, not a lawyer.' "
Aybar, by now playing for a Dodgers rookie league club in Great Falls,
Mont., called Plummer and asked for money. The agent said he phoned Soto,
who
forwarded $2,000 for Aybar.
When Christmas arrived, Aybar said, he finally confronted Soto in Bani
and asked him for the money. "He told me, 'Money? I don't have any money,'
" said Aybar.
"I said, 'What do you mean you don't have any money? What about the
money that I sent you?' "
Soto told him he had placed the money in a certificate of deposit that could not be touched for four years, according to Aybar.
"I wanted you to give that money to my mother," Aybar said he replied.
He said he ended up borrowing 50,000 pesos from another ballplayer to help
buy presents
for his family.
The Second Payment
The Dodgers released Aybar's second $700,000 installment Jan. 17, less $210,000 in federal taxes.
Luchy Guerra personally carried the $490,000 check to the Dominican
Republic. She instructed the Dodgers' Dominican personnel to give the check
only to Aybar.
The Dodgers and Plummer both said Soto called them to ask about Aybar's
second check and whether it could be forwarded to him.
Plummer, who received another $35,000 payment, said he took Aybar to
a Bani bank and helped him open an account. Within two weeks, the player's
family had
vacated their home on the Bani River and moved into a two-story house
in downtown Bani. The house contains two refrigerators and five televisions.
Aybar bought
himself a black $43,000 Toyota Sequoia sport utility vehicle, which
sits in the carport under a tarp.
After a solid first season, Aybar is playing third base for a Dodgers
Class A team, the Wilmington Waves, in the South Atlantic League. He and
two other Dominican
players live in a two-bedroom apartment whose entire furnishings, until
recently, were Aybar's rented bed, two air mattresses, a rented couch and
a copy of the 2000
Baseball America Almanac.
Aybar is like a younger brother to his roommates. One recent afternoon,
as Candido Martinez, a strapping 21-year-old outfielder, and Fernando Rijo,
a 23-year-old
pitcher, prepared a lunch of chicken and rice, Aybar, nursing a cold,
lounged on the couch, shirtless, leafing through the almanac and heckling
his roommates about
their statistics.
"Candido Martinez: 53 strikeouts!" said Aybar.
"No way did I have 53 strikeouts," snapped Martinez.
"Fifty-three strikeouts!" Aybar shouted.
Aybar and Rijo began to shadow box, slapping each other around in the
living room. "I'll give you the scouting report on Willy Aybar," said Rijo,
turning to a visitor.
"Good bat, big mouth."
But Aybar fell silent when the subject turned to his lost money. His
roommates are urging him to take legal action against Soto to try to get
some of it back. Aybar
said he's afraid. Soto is one of the most powerful men in Bani, he
said. Worse, Aybar's younger brother, Erick, is working out with Soto.
But Martinez, a high school graduate, was insistent. He thinks Aybar
doesn't fully understand what has happened to him. "You know what you could
do with that
money? You could put it in the bank and with just the interest you
could give your family money to live on. This guy, he's getting richer
every day, every single day! I
know you've got relatives that right this minute don't know whether
they'll be able to eat or not. Tell me if I'm lying. Come on, tell me if
I'm lying!"
Aybar reclined on the couch, his face in the almanac, frowning, saying nothing.
"You're the hope of your family," Martinez said. "All of them."
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