It appears to be a few degrees hotter in NYC today than in Seattle, and the Mariners and Yankees are tied as of the start of this writing. We are still having issues with situational hitting, even with the new acquisition of Edgar Martinez as a hitting coach, and after the All Star break, which is apparently some magical window in time where bad teams get better and vice versa. We have a split series with NYC at the moment, but it’s the 7th inning, Felix is out of the game after some 97 pitches or so, and Mike Zunino is at the plate with a 1-1 game, and Dustin Ackley on second. Things are not looking good.
So update on the post the other day for the Refuse To Abuse 5K that I and some other friends (three of which are fellow Mariners fans)…
My friends Cynthia and Fes ran/walked the thing, and came in well ahead of the rest of us, but myself, Su, Christie, Sheryl and her husband Stan did the course at a brisk walking pace in around 54 minutes. All told, we raised $1,740.00 for the cause. I came in third place for individual fundraising, which I had been notified might happen, but was not expecting. Friends, family, and Mariners fans came to the rescue though. My prize was a ribbon, a signed Lloyd McClendon jersey, and a signed and framed picture of Lloyd. I am definitely getting a frame for the jersey as soon as I can, and all of this stuff will be put up in the house somewhere.
This was everyone on the team. Stan was standing in the sun, with a lot of other people who felt it was too cold in the shade at 8AM. I was wearing my Section 331 jersey, and Tom took the picture, telling us we should look like we were refusing to abuse. Ironically, we look like we’re going to punch a cartoon. So much for fierceness.
The route to do this was crazy, but involved both the stadium and the parking garage, so this is a little over the halfway mark to being done. They take you around all the levels in the stadium, under the stadium, around the back between that building and the train tracks. My only goal was water at this point. I’ve said it numerous times, but I have no idea how players play in jerseys. I won’t even wear one for fun to games when the weather is too hot. Shortly after this photo was taken, after we’d gone east through the suite level, and then up to the 300’s, we were walking down the north end ramp and I had stopped to take what turned out to be a not-great picture of a part of the stadium. A couple was jogging past us, and a man asked me if I was “the blogger Section 331″. I said yes, and he high-fived me and kept going. And that was really the kind of atmosphere there; not for me, but for everyone. People were kind to each other, friendly, energetic, happy to be there. I had gotten up so early after such little sleep that it was nice to be in a place where everyone was so upbeat. So thanks, random high-fiving guy!
We got to come out of the center field tunnel, and do a little over half of the warning track. While I am sure that a lot of people simply did the race, our group was taking pictures of everything all the way around.
Me, after finally finishing over by the left field wall. Hot, dehydrated, a bit pink, and happy to be done. After this we got to walk through the Mariners side of the bullpen to pick up participation medals (they have little bats and a baseball on them), and get some water, bananas, health bars, and a few other goodies near the center field entrance. Awards were also announced, near the area the Root Sports desk is located.
A terrible photo, but I don’t care. After this, we then had to walk (nooooooo!) back around the stadium to the parking garage. I am a bit sore; we didn’t run, but we weren’t just sauntering along, either. And while I’m working on it, I’m still not really in the best of shape. But it was fun, and I will be doing it again next year, and anyone who wants to join us is welcome to do so. It’s a cause that is worth getting up early for on a Saturday morning, and being able to walk around the park is just the icing on the cake.
I want to thank everyone who donated their money, effort, time, whatever, to help us out. I’ll be trying to get the band back together next year and do it again.
As I’m finishing this up, Fernando Rodney has taken the hill for the Ms in the bottom of the 8th inning, and left the bullpen pouring Dixie cups of water on his head. He is also sporting a fancy new rusty red highlight in his goatee; and he just gave up a home run to Mark Teixeira basically right in Tex’s swinging sweet spot, so we have that going for us.
The Mariners don’t come home until next weekend, which means I can watch most of the series against Detroit due to the time difference. Su and I will be attending this next Friday’s game against the Blue Jays, which means more drunk people than you can shake a stick at, but there will be fireworks, so we have that going for us. Today’s heat is also an anomaly at 91; the remainder of the week looks to be in the upper 70s, and I can totally deal with that. Here’s hoping the four-game series in Detroit goes better than this terrible murder in NYC.