Mississippi Mud Monsters
A professional baseball organization built to feel like it belongs here, not like it was dropped into Mississippi from somewhere else.
Pearl, Mississippi
I’m David Kerr. I work in baseball, community, storytelling and whatever problem happens to show up that day.
Why I care about this stuff
Sometimes it’s a kid getting a foul ball and carrying it around all night. Sometimes it’s a family sitting in the same seats they’ve had for years. Sometimes it’s a random Tuesday nobody expected to remember...and somehow they do.
That’s the part of this business I love.
I’m the General Manager of the Mississippi Mud Monsters at Trustmark Park in Pearl. I helped build the Mud Monsters from the beginning, and now I get to help lead what comes next.
That means baseball, obviously. It also means ticketing, partnerships, marketing, promotions, storytelling, operations, staff leadership, community relationships and, because this is minor league baseball, whatever problem happens to show up that day.
A Few Things I Believe
A logo on a sign is not a relationship.
Fun and high standards are not opposites.
The little thing everyone else walks past is usually worth noticing.
A place starts to matter when people feel like some piece of it belongs to them.
I joined the Mississippi Mud Monsters as Assistant General Manager before the club played its first game. In September 2026, I was named General Manager.
The title changed. The approach really didn’t. Care about the details. Take care of people. Listen. Try things. Fix what breaks. Make the place matter.
Serious professional baseball and something considerably less serious can happen a few feet apart. I’m a big believer in that.
The road here
My baseball career started with the Arkansas Travelers in 2006. There was also nearly a decade when I wasn’t working in baseball. For a long time, I thought that meant I had failed. I don’t anymore.
I interned with the Arkansas Travelers in 2006. I loved the rhythm of the place, the people, the weirdness, the way a random Tuesday could suddenly matter.
Coffee shops. Restaurants. Telecom. Sales. Training. Hiring. Managing people. For a long time I treated those years like the detour. They weren’t.
Gary. The Mississippi Braves. Then the Mud Monsters. I came back to baseball knowing a lot more about how people want to be treated, how teams work, and why a place can mean something.
I’ve learned that I really like the parts of the job that require you to notice things. Notice what a fan needs before they ask. Notice when a partner wants something more meaningful than a logo on a sign. Notice the employee who needs encouragement. Notice the little detail everyone else might walk past.
Those things add up.
Not just the job
I Love Baseball. I Love Really Good Food. I Love Places With Stories.
I grew up in Ohio. Arkansas became part of me. Somewhere along the way, Mississippi became home.
I also married someone way more normal than me. Holly has somehow continued agreeing to the next adventure. Thank goodness she chose me.
For me, the work and the rest of life overlap in a pretty simple way: people matter, places matter, and the little stories usually end up being the big ones.
Not a résumé. Not a list of competencies. Just a few things where the work, the weird ideas and the reason behind them all came together.
A professional baseball organization built to feel like it belongs here, not like it was dropped into Mississippi from somewhere else.
Baseball matters. So does turning the same place into lights, ice, Christmas, events, gatherings and reasons to come back when nobody is keeping score.
Identity, voice, uniforms, promotions, digital content and all the little decisions that help a new thing feel like it belongs somewhere.
Lately
What I’m Talking About.
This part updates without me rebuilding the website every time I post something. Which is probably best for everyone.