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Random Lunchtime Thoughts on Mariners Stuff

So much has been going on this week, it’s difficult to pin just one thing down to talk about, so I’m just going to hit on a few things, air my Big Dumb Opinions and move on with my work day…

Late last week, Larry Stone and several others reported that Vinnie Catricala had decided to quit playing baseball and become a police officer. Apparently he did this a while ago, and is working his way up to having a partner and a uniform and the whole deal. I vaguely remember some areas of the blogosphere and media saying some positive things about Catricala, but in general I never got the impression that he was really going anywhere. His peak year in triple A was clearly back in 2011; his final line after 507 plate appearances in 2012 was .229/.292/.348, and it doesn’t look like he even made it through a full season in 2013 at a double A level. It’s always sort of sad to me when a guy never makes it all the way up, even for a little while, especially after being held in such high regard in 2011. But I also think it’s classy for someone to know their limits, and Catricala clearly had a backup plan, so good for him. Policing is, generally speaking, an honorable profession, and I wish him nothing but the best in his newly chosen career. And a lot of safety.

Of course, as everyone knows by now, Kyle Seager got a call to be in the All Star Game next week. The Twitterverse was all abuzz for about two days with this news. We haven’t had a position player come up through the ranks in the Mariners organization and be given an ASG space since 2006 with Jose Lopez (yes, I consulted on this one, it is not something I would have known). Before that, if memory serves amid multiple Tweets, it was Alex Rodriguez in 2000 (2001? It’s almost like there is no Mariners history before 2007 sometimes for me). Of course, we have Felix, but I have the tendency to mentally divide pitchers and position players into two very separate parties. And then there was Michael Pineda, but I almost don’t want to think about that. It’s so depressing, what has happened to him and what could have been.

Rose Marie Powell, a long-time Washington resident and member of the All American Girls baseball league, has passed away at the age of 88. Like many other people -baseball fans or not – I have seen A League of Their Own, and am familiar with the fact that there was a point in time in this country’s history where women played baseball and not softball. The room for women’s baseball in the Baseball Museum and HoF is smaller than it maybe should be, but it is crammed full of memorabilia and information and photos and wonderful bits of history (including this ridiculous wool dress uniform worn by players in the late 1800s that looks like you could easily drop about 20lbs just by going outside in it), and I stood in awe of these women who bucked tradition, and opened the door for even the idea that women might someday play the game in a major league context. If you ever make it to Cooperstown, I highly recommend spending as much time in the room as possible. I read everything.

John Buck was DFA’d the other day, on his birthday no less, and replaced by catcher Jesus Sucre. I understand why they made that move, but I really did like Buck. It has to be difficult for veterans as the years wear on. A lot of moving and rejection. I hope Buck can find an organization and do well with them. I feel, however, that perhaps the Mariners front office might like to do a little examination of how they release people – maybe not on their birthdays? I know the business end of this game is awful, but this just reminds me of the fact that we also let Don Wakamatsu go on Japanese Heritage Day. A little tact is maybe all I’d ask for; I know I won’t get it, but it’d be nice.

My lunch time is over, so I have to bail and get back to it. Really looking forward to seeing Tom Wilhelmsen start tonight for the Ms, though it seems like a really odd decision (I have not yet seen or read anything regarding why the decision was made, but I know they sent Taijuan Walker back to Tacoma and replaced him with Stephen Pryor, and that other roster shuffling has taken place lately (and that, if I read correctly, Walker will be back shortly). I’ve been trying, but not quite able to keep up with everything. Tomorrow, I’m going to head up to Sequim for the weekend, and plan to park myself in a sports bar somewhere and watch Felix go up against Jeff Samardzija (boy did I have to look that one up) in what is apparently going to be some massive battle royale for the season. The King’s Court has been sold out already, but apparently they’re opening up a “high court” upstairs for stragglers. This should be a good one, I don’t want to miss it!


EDIT: The reason for Wilhelmsen’s start tonight revealed! I had toyed with the idea that the reason was actually indeed to make an incredible matchup tomorrow night and try and stick it to Oakland. But I thought surely baseball doesn’t behave like that. Well, ladies and gents, it most certainly does. That’s kind of awesome. Thanks, Lloyd!

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Sunday’s Worthy Effort in Chicago

Yesterday afternoon, Felix Hernandez pitched 8 solid innings of 3-hit, 2-run baseball, and Fernando Rodney came in for his 25th save on the year. The game was 14 innings long, and won in a pinch by a Michael Saunders single and steal, and a Brad Miller GR double to left field. Rodney closed things up with 15 pitches, and if things keep going the way they have been, is on pace to rival his 48-save 2012 year with the Tampa Bay Rays. It is weird to think that I may have a reason to care about the post-season this year. The Orioles and Tigers are both doing pretty well as of the time I am starting this post. The Diamondbacks and Phillies are flailing, but all I need is one team in the race to really enjoy post-season baseball. I haven’t had that in a few years – even back when the Phillies were in the World Series, I still spent my time rooting for the Rays because of the way they handled their 2008 season. Those were my formative years, and how I came out of that not a Rays fan, I’ll never know. Such is the game, I guess.

Today’s rubber match featured Taijuan Walker taking his second shot against the White Sox and former Mariner Hector Noesi. I was thinking at the beginning of the game that it could go either way, but it seemed to be pretty obvious by the bottom of the second inning which way it was actually going to go; Walker’s pitch count was in the upper 40s, and Noesi threw his 20th pitch in the top of the 3rd to Dustin Ackley, who took a single out to right-ish. No further gains would be made by the Ms that inning.

Walker had thrown 71 pitches by the end of the 3rd inning, and while White Sox hitters were being kept at bay, well, I don’t have to tell anyone reading this that 71 over three is not really the best news. I’m not even panicking, and I’m certainly not going to jump to wanting to send Walker back down; not yet. As the year progresses, though, and if the Mariners remain steady, I would like to see them take a harder look at Walker and move him back down sooner rather than later if this keeps up. Two games is not, of course, much of a basis to judge, but if there is any hope for the team this year of making it to any level of the playoffs, I just don’t want to be biting my nails to the quick every time Walker is up. I don’t need that much stress in my life. I believe he will eventually be good; I just don’t know if that time is now. It’s a bit of a shame, as I had thought maybe we were done with bringing guys up before they were really and truly ready. I am hoping that maybe Walker just needs to find his stride, shake off a little dust, and that with his next start, we’ll see some more mature pitching. Fingers crossed. We have been waiting for this for a long time.

Dominic Leone entered the bottom of the 5th inning after Walker’s 2-hit, 5-walk, 1-run 4-inning outing. Eighty-three pitches. Yeesh. Leone got Gordon Beckham to strike out swinging, then hit Conor Gillaspie straight in the knee with a 94MPH fastball. I almost expected more walks from the Mariners arms today, but the greatest offender was Walker with his five. Leone and Brandon Mauer both only gave up one each.

I had to busy myself doing laundry and other chores I have not kept up on for the last few weeks, but kept the game on, because why not see where this goes?  Noesi lasted 6 innings and change, pitching shutout baseball of the Seattle Mariners. Depressing, but we did have men at the corners at that point, and Michael Saunders was at the plate. After a commercial break, Eric Surkamp hit the bump for the White Sox. Surkamp walked Saunders to load the bases for Robinson Cano, who, at this point, was 0-2 against Noesi. With the bags juiced and two outs, Surkamp threw his first pitch to Cano; it sailed to the left, and Cano was able to duck just in time. I would have taken that walk, but Cano had other plans. Unfortunately, those plans involved popping up to center. I don’t want anyone hurt, be we could have gotten a run in off of a Cano HBP. I am thankful that everyone is uninjured, but kind of wanted to see what would have happened in extras this afternoon.

Brandon Maurer came out of the bullpen when I was downstairs taking care of some housework during the bottom of the 7th and apparently took care of the Sox batters easily and quietly. But even hits that could have been bases under other circumstances were not going to be had by the Mariners, as Chicago’s defense made good and sure we wouldn’t get any runs in the 8th, either. The other two games in this series, the Mariners got their digs in during or after the 9th innings. Yesterdays game of extras was due to that. But not today. Not today. Brad Miller took Jake Petricka’s final pitch only as far as left fielder Alejandro De Aza, and with that we have lost the series.

So the team heads back home for a pretty important homestand this week before the All Star break, against a weak Minnesota Twins team, and the ever-strengthening Oakland A’s, starting next Friday with Felix Hernandez on the hill after an extra day’s rest. I will not be able to go on Friday, but I would like to see if I can make one of the mid-week games over the next few days. It is strange to look at a Mariners team that might be buyers during the course of this month. Are we really serious about this? We’ve been remaining fairly steadfast at 6.5 games back, and sure there are other teams that are a lot better than we are, but this year more than ever, I have to ask what if? I’ve never gotten to do that before; it’s kind of fun. I’d take even one playoff series. I’d take an elimination game. I really would. And it’s funny to me that it feels like what I have just typed there feels almost impossible. But it’s not. I guess we’ll see how serious the front office is over the next four weeks about all of this. For now, I’m just enjoying a Mariners team that I wasn’t sure I was ever going to see again after 2009.

I won’t likely be able to catch tomorrow night’s game, so I hope that Hisashki Iwakuma fairs well in his endeavor against Kevin Correia. For now, I am going to try and spend the rest of the day staying cool in my house, which was built in 1945 and traps heat like it’s its job. The entire week is supposed to be in the 80s here, excellent weather for baseball near the Puget Sound, made even moreso by a team that might – just might – give the other guys a run for their money this year. Go M’s!


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Fridays at Safeco – A Bit of A Memorial

This week has been a bad one for me, to put it lightly.  I won’t go into any personal details here, but I have had a death within my non-baseball group of friends, the collection of people that I consider family outside blood relatives, and it has thrown my week and life into a bit of chaos. As one often does when confronted with hardship or tragedy, I attempted to maintain a semblance of normalcy in my day-to-day life since Tuesday, when this occurred. Some of what I have been doing has worked. Some has not. But really, what else is one supposed to do? Grief is an individual venture, and mine is to grasp to the way I am feeling at any given moment, living in the minutes and the spaces between, and endeavoring as much as possible to keep my stress levels at bay. You turn to what you know; and what I know as a normal part of everyday life is baseball. Hilariously, I have even turned to reading blog articles and stuff from The Times, which is something I haven’t done in ages; it helped focus my brain in the mornings on something other than tragedy. Late yesterday, I went to Slave to the Needle and got a tattoo which, oddly enough, has context within this situation; just not the context I had hoped for (I will gladly tell you the story behind it, if you ask me whenever we see each other).

So you go on, and you do what you do, and you hope that your chest stops feeling hollow and your brain starts to focus again, and the sun outside takes on the bright, summery atmosphere that you’d been hoping to enjoy before your friend died. And you hope that you are not judged too harshly for wanting everything to be back to normal as hard as possible, while knowing that they can never quite be. I am working on maintaining a mental status quo. Out of many things he was, my friend was a metalworker. We had once discussed him making me a sort of steampunk-style copper baseball, with a cross section, displayed as if it was in a museum, in a case and everything. His main issue was that he couldn’t figure out exactly how to make the pill and layers out of the materials he normally preferred to work with. But I loved that he thought enough of me to even debate such a project; he was not a sports guy, so the fact that he even expressed an interest in spending any amount of time on such a piece was an honor. He was a ridiculously talented artist. If you stuck him in a room with a bunch of metals, leather, feathers, and wood, you’d get a wonderful framed, shadowboxed, or sculpted piece of art. Stick me in that same room? A tantrum and a trip to the ER. I was looking forward to the day he finally figured out the materials issue and created what he once described to me.

So while I could just ignore this feature for a while, or withdraw into my head entirely (though I’ve been doing my fair share of that as well), I don’t know if he’d want me to do that. Clearly I can’t speak for him, and he might never have cared for my blogging, but I know he enjoyed knowing that his friends had hobbies and loves and lives that made them happy. So with that in mind, here are some photos from part of my life this week.

A few Fridays ago, my friends Cynthia, Su and I went to the first Mariners Fireworks Night against the Cleveland Indians. Cynthia’s father is an Indians fan, and she had a short-lived fascination with Shin Soo Choo from his stint there a few years back. So every year we go to a Cleveland game together, and every year, she brings Stadium Mustard, finds a hapless hot dog or pretzel to slather it on, and enjoys the game. This was this year’s doughy victim…

IMG_2162She even bought a new shirt for the occasion, though the pretzel is blocking the logo in this shot.

And these guys were sitting in front of us, up in the last row of section 185 (I think that was the one, that or 184 – we bought them at the window the night of the game, and I can’t quite remember). I’m no scientist, but I think they all shop at the same place:

IMG_2163And then of course, things went boom, after the Mariners beat Cleveland 3-2, and we moved up to the 300 level so we wouldn’t get set on fire. It was a great show, as always, and I have more photos of it on my camera that I haven’t gotten around to downloading just yet. These photos were all taken with my phone. What an age we live in.

IMG_2177And here’s an obligatory shot of TravelTiger. Or FingerTiger. I haven’t decided yet.

IMG_2170That is just an awful shot. There is no excuse for my shoddy phone camera work. OK, maybe margaritas. Maybe.

I want to wish everyone a happy 4th of July today. And please, take a minute to hug a friend, tell a family member how important they are to you, and maybe put your cell phone down for an hour or so and just enjoy the time you are spending with your own circle of friends and family. You never know when that will be gone, and it can be gone, in a matter of days, hours, minutes, seconds. And those of us who are left behind will have a really hard time dealing with the fact that you’re gone, and that you never got a chance to start on that awesome copper baseball you wanted to make for us, or the coffee you were planning on roasting, or the party you wanted to host, or the fun we were supposed to have at another friend’s house today while enjoying good food and company. Take care of yourself and those you love, my friends. Everything is so fleeting, and we’re not going to be around forever. Cheers.



Walker?! I hardly Seager!

So last night was Taijuan Walker’s big debut into the major leagues at Minute Maid Park in Houston. The final score was 10-4. That is totally fine with me, but I’d like to see more of Walker against better teams. Houston’s relief corps had as awful a time at it as their starter Colin McHugh, and many hits and home runs were given up last night to the Mariners. Walker, meanwhile, obtained 6 strikeouts during his 6 full innings on the hill, and allowed three runs, two of which were homers…I know Walker is supposed to be a Pretty Big Deal(tm), and it is the Astros, so I’m not running any flags up any poles just yet. But I am on the verge of saluting, because it is mere days before the All Star break, and the Mariners are 7 games out of first place in the AL West. Using win/loss percentages, at .542, we are the fourth best team in the American League right now. Yes. The Mariners are the fourth best team in the AL; behind Oakland, Toronto, and the Angels in that order. We all might want to sit down for a moment.

Speaking of offense, it’s not like I haven’t noticed before now, but Kyle Seager is turning into quite the little batsman. Robinson Cano has taken Seager under his wing and has apparently been mentoring him into a .657 SLG. Seager has been doing remarkably well at home of course, and Cano feels that he will still do well in other parks. It may be because I haven’t been able to watch every game, but I’m not noticing much of a difference home or away. When Seager comes up to the plate, something really cool is probably about to happen. I haven’t looked up the number differences (it’s not even 5AM yet, cut me some slack), but I have been enjoying what I’ve seen, and while I am generally more of a small ball person (taking little bites out of the opposition fills me with a bizarre sort of glee), I have been enjoying this season, where I have seen more home runs coming off Mariners bats than ever before in my going-on-seven years as a baseball fan. Seager has been a terror against opposing pitchers, and a joy to watch. These days, I normally sit in left field, and I have had to stand up more than a few times to see balls hit into Edgar’s Lower, or the visitor’s bullpen below.

Really, this post has no other purpose other than a quick early morning “Yay!!!” and to get me writing a bit. Strange things are afoot here in Mariners Land. I’m going to enjoy it and hope that it continues for the rest of the year. Things are looking good right now. Very, very good.


EDIT: All this and humility too. I do love a pitcher, but I think I might have a new favorite at the bat. Also, it’s interesting to me that MLB still gives away watches. One of the things I found interesting when I was visiting the Baseball Hall of Fame was the fact that early on, players were given pocket watches for achievements. I don’t know how many people even wear watches when we all have phones now, but it is an interesting piece of history that has persisted.

EDIT: I apparently love the word “interesting” at 5 in the morning…

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East Coast Trip Video Post

I have been meaning to get to this for ages, so it’s about time. I know the whole east coast trip is old news to the handful of you that read this, but I have new material!

First, though, while I missed Monday night’s game against the Boston Red Sox, I woke up to a text from a friend and the box score in my inbox, and was immediately kicking myself for not making more of an effort to watch it. I made up for that last night, and witnessed the Mariners taking the series away from the 2013 World Series winners, with the capable help of Logan Morrison and Kyle Seager, who hit a 397-ft (I think that is what they measured it as, I don’ t have time right now to look it up) home run, and literally, “Hit It Here”, as the ball bounced off the café window over right field. It was a sight to behold; in all my time here, the only time I have seen that window hit was by Ichiro, during one of the USSM/LL events, when we were sitting up in the 300 section, listening to the bloggers and front office talk. And that was during batting practice! I can’t imagine the sound it must have made in the restaurant, and do wish they had gotten better live video of people jumping away from the window, but it was fun enough just to watch it happen, and I will totally settle for that.

Tonight, I’m heading down to the stadium after work to hopefully catch a sweep. I am not sure if the Boston pitchers are bad, our hitters are going through a hot streak, or both, but I will take it. And tonight Hisashi Iwakuma goes up against Clay Buchholz, who is experiencing an 8.56 ERA in his last three starts with a 0-1 record, while Iwakuma is sitting at 3.98 with a 1-1 record. The Sox better hope that Buchholz holds up, because if he doesn’t, we get their bullpen again, and that seems to be part of the problem for them right now. Thursday we get a break, and then I get to see Chris Young in person finally, on Friday night.

In any event, I took some video while I was out at east coast ballparks, and rediscovered something I knew already; that the memory card on my camera is actually much smaller than I would sometimes like. I will be rectifying that on my next trip. So here is what I got and what I was able to keep…

As Rick and I were walking around the Washington Nationals stadium looking for “W” pretzels, we wound up walking literally the entire way around the main concourse, and ran into this mobile, which I know I had posted pictures of before, but here it is in action. In  the event the audio is terrible (and it might be), it plays “Take Me Out to the Ballgame” as well:

If memory serves, this hangs over the main entrance, much like our “Batting 1.000″ sculpture at Safeco.

At Citizens Bank, of course, it was Asian Pacific Celebration Night, and sadly this one was where I had the most problem with the camera memory. There were a lot of performances peppered in before the game and between innings. I know the Mariners do a similar thing, but this one puts Safeco’s to shame. After I had finished up my cheesesteak and was enjoying my can of Yuengling near the BBQ shack over right field, we were met up with by a group of Chinese dragons!

They later did a dance on the field prior to the game which I attempted to get on video, but had to delete because it crashed my camera. I did, however, get one of the two pieces played by a taiko group along the first baseline below us:

It’s a four-minute-long piece, the first one, which was what took up the space that night. The sound should be pretty good on that one, and my camera work is impeccable! I also, of course, ahd to catch some of the Phanatic’s antics on the field:

And Steve Cishek’s strange set before his submariner delivery against the Phillies. Super cool, but it did not assist the Marlins in winning.

The Baltimore Orioles fans make the National Anthem a bit of a crowd participation thing. My friend Craig (Yankees fan) has been to Camden a few times, and told me about this. I nearly forgot about it the first night, but people’s rhythm being what it is in large groups, was able to participate that time. Sunday, though, I was determined to get it on film for posterity. Here is the result:

Lastly, this is TravelShark. Or Fingershark, whichever. This is Rick’s. I have a TravelTiger (I have yet to get a good shot of it), but I didn’t when this video was taken. As the Toronto Blue Jays were absolutely murdering my Birds that afternoon, and the oppressive heat and humidity started to get to us, this happened:

I wish I had more to share, I really do. It is looking more and more like my trip next year will be a drive to California stadiums for the Angels, Giants, Dodgers, Padres, and A’s. I haven’t been on a super long driving trip for ages, and kind of want to do that again, particularly as it doesn’t involve having to lift heavy musical gear, and I might actually get a few decent night’s sleep out of the situation this time.

In the meantime, I am looking forward to getting out of work at 4.30 today, and then coming back for Friday’s game against the Indians. As always, go Mariners!





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Logan Morrison Makes Up With His Bat, Mariners Take KC

In the war between me and work, work has been winning this week. This may continue for a while. We lost a department member, and the main office has no plans to hire a replacement; and if you sense any bitterness there, you’d be right. I love my job but it is mentally taxing and there is no relief in sight – I was lucky to get a moment of clarity the other day to slap up a mostly-written-by-someone-else post here. But tonight, the Mariners are in Kansas City, Hisashi Iwakuma is on the hill against James Shields at Kauffman Stadium, and I am only one glass of wine in at 5PM on a Friday night, so  let’s see how this goes.

I have eventual plans to go on a Royals/St Louis trip, but I need to be honest; my impressions of both cities are tainted by previous trips taken while on tour, and those impressions are not good. Dirty, ill-prepared nightclubs and a pawn shop with Nazi memorabilia in it (yes, the real thing) are not my idea of a good time, and I have never been a fan of the midwest, which is why I live on a coast; too much flat, not enough salt water, and also tornadoes, tornadoes, TORNADOES!  Not really my cup of tea; but I think Kauffman Stadium is just gorgeous and would really like to go sometime; and I cannot argue with the history of the Cardinals; it would be a treat to go to both cities for some baseball, I just need to look at the midwest as a “vacation”, and that is kind of difficult for me at the moment. I’ll get over it eventually.

The Mariners got a leg up early on in the top of the first, with Endy Chavez obtaining a double, and Robinson Cano driving him home. At some point during the first inning, the camera panned to the Royals dugout, where stood a neatly-uniformed and ever-stoic Don Wakamatsu, who is apparently their bench coach now. I thought he was still with the Blue Jays. I will spare you my tirade on how much I miss him here in Seattle; if you read stuff here, you already know he has been my favorite manager with the Ms so far, since I was not present for the Piniella years. It’s just nice to see him still active. He’s young, so hopefully he will remain working in the world of baseball for a long time to come. I can’t think of how his calm demeanor would not benefit any team he was working with.

T’was an 87MPH changeup that Mike Zunino sent sailing over the left field wall in the 4th inning. It took me a good 3-5 minutes to find that information, as GameDay has decided to make their layout more…uh…interactive…? I far preferred it the way it was before, but I’m sure I will adapt eventually to the new system. New to me, anyway. Zunino’s hit was a single, but a 2-0 score going into the 5th inning against the top-ranked team in the AL Central is better than the alternative. And seriously, I love Zunino. It’s been a while since we have had this degree of security behind the plate, and an even longer time since we have had any amount of talent with a bat there. I don’t fear for our safety when Zunino comes up to the plate, not like I used to. He’s also been hit by pitches 9 times this season so far, so he is either doing something wrong or very, very right.

In the top of the 5th, James Jones finally got the stolen base he had been trying so hard for against James Shields’ excellent pickoff skills. Jones slid into the 2nd bag just under the glove of Omar Infante, who did actually manage to tag Jones under his arm, but then lost control of the ball. The second base ump called Jones safe, and then he became our third run of the game, after Robinson Cano hit a double, giving Iwakuma a nice pad to work with. I swear to you, I said this before Logan Morrison smacked a two-run homer to bring Cano and himself home for our next two runs. Since playing UFC in the dugout with his bat and a wall a few days ago, it is clear that Morrison has been frustrated with his performance since being brought up from Tacoma. I am just glad that he now has such a dramatic hit to perhaps bolster his confidence. The Alex-from-Clockwork-Orange look with the bruise around his left eye is not working for him; more hits like tonight, less aimless frustration, please. Make no mistake, I am pulling for Morrison here; if I’m honest, regardless of what I think about his persona so far, he stills wears a Mariners uniform, and I want him to play, if he’s here to do so.

The Royals took a little chunk out of Iwakuma in the bottom of the 5th, the 8th homer he’s given up this year to catcher Salvador Perez, out over left. Even more of a chunk when Mike Moustakas hit a dinger to right, scoring himself and the already-plated Lorenzo Cain, score 5-3 Mariners; at this point, I’m switching tense to say that I need another glass of wine….

With two out and a 3-2 count against Omar Infante, Iwakuma gave a walk to Infante, to plate a second runner, and Eric Hosmer was up for the Royals. Hosmer was a relatively easy out, chopping one towards first to get Iwakuma back to the dugout and maintaining a two-run lead; but it was very clear that the 85F evening temperatures were not the only thing making Kuma sweat, so at this point I was hoping that maybe the bullpen was warming up to take over for the next three innings and give him a break.

Kuma came back out in the bottom of the 6th, but did not last long, and it was clear by the look on his face that he was none too pleased about his performance, but knew he had to go. He didn’t put up a fight at all with Lloyd McClendon, after allowing two guys on. McClendon replaced him with Dominic Leone, who I haven’t seen much of, in spite of this being Leone’s 27th appearance in a game. Leone, unfortunately, plated a run within moments of taking the hill, score 5-4 Mariners. Moments later, Leone blew our now one-run lead, and had the ball taken away from him and given to our Beard-in-Residence Joe Beimel, to deal with the remaining two outs of a very messy 6th inning. Or one out. McClendon went to grab Tom Wilhelmsen at this point, opting for a right-handed pitcher for the last out of the inning. Beimel remains a ghost to me; between this small glimpse tonight and the amount of playing time he doesn’t really see all that much (24 games is not much when you cannot watch all the time; playing TV tag with relief pitchers makes it pretty hard to get a feel for their performance), he remains a bit of a conundrum. I kind of don’t want to look up much about him; whereas I used to know a lot about our bullpen arms, the fact that I know nothing about our current corps lends an air of mystery that I kind of dig. Wilhelmsen allowed batter Alcides Escobar to make contact out over mid-right field, but Logan Morrison was having none of that, and ran out a little past his jurisdiction to make an incredible sort of backwards, sort of not, sliding catch to save the inning, keep the game tied, and get a hat tip from Wilhelmsen. Smiles all ’round.

It’s at this point where I just come out and admit I got temporarily distracted by this video of a baby duck

Wade Davis came to pitch in the top of the 8th. Davis is apparently a force to be reckoned with, packing a horrifyingly high amount of strikeouts  in the relative low number of innings pitched. He has not given up a home run so far this year. Logan Morrison made him work though, with Davis throwing 11 pitches before Morrison struck out swinging while Royals fans did The Wave. Davis took Dustin Ackley to the full count before giving him some more fouls and, finally, a base. With two out and one on, Mike Zunino stepped to the plate and eventually struck out swinging; but we made Davis work, and that was nice to see.

Things kind of went down the drain for the bottom of the 8th, with the Royals managing to get two men on during Danny Farquhar’s tenure on the mound, and a missed chance at third when a ball thrown by James Jones from right field hit runner Billy Butler on the left foot, ruining the Mariners chances for the out, and securing Butler at third. Farquahar then walked Lorenzo Cain to load the bases, which might have not have been the best idea, but I have to assume that it was guided by management, because when McClendon went out to change pitchers, Farquhar gave up the ball like he was expecting to have to.

Charlie Furbush was the next victim, and he got Mike Moustakas to reach for a pitch that wound up hit to Robinson Cano out past the second base bag for the second out. I don’t know if he has always done this, but Furbush has a set very similar to George Sherrill’s – that is, he appears to be almost completely backwards on the rubber right before he throws around, bringing the ball from the glove up near his face/behind his head, and then snapping it behind his shoulders before he brings it forward to the plate. Whatever he’s doing, it worked tonight; he took out Alcides Escobar with the bases loaded for the final out of the 8th inning.

Brad Miller sent reliever Greg Holland yard over left field, quite suddenly, in the top of the 9th. Five pitches and done, over the wall. Willie Bloomquist was easily taken care of for the first out. Endy Chavez was the second. I would like to take a moment to express how happy I am that Chavez has been able to continue his career after this debacle a few years back. Don’t watch that video, it will make you cry. For that matter, don’t even click on the link – if you were there, you know what happened, and the still frame is enough to bring back some pretty awful memories. Yuni is now in Japan with the Orix Buffaloes, and Endy stays here, once again with us. Nobody knows what kind of career he might have had if he had not been injured, but I am glad that incident did not end it completely. Chavez has proven quite handy; he’s one of those guys I just like, sort of like a Mike Sweeney but with a lot less hugging.

James Jones wound up with a single after Robinson Cano took a walk, and it was up to Kyle Seager with two out to get a hit; but he took a walk on Holland’s 25th pitch, to load the bases full of Mariners. Logan Morrison was then our guy, and he got some insurance for us with a base hit RBI to send the game into the bottom of the 9th and Fernando Rodney’s possession. This chapter started out with a very very close play at first between Rodney and Jarrod Dyson, with both mens’ feet hitting the bag at the same time. A review ultimately showed that the first base umpire’s call of safe was the correct one, but even slow motion replay made it very hard to tell. When I see things like that, I have to admire an umpire’s incredible sense of sight and rhythm; there must surely come a point where that is all they have to rely on, and the angle one is looking at a play can make the difference. I know I couldn’t do it.

Rodney got Omar Infante out for the first out of the inning, but with a man on, the Royals  threat was not quelled. Eric Hosmer proved that with a single out to mid-left field. The Royals brought in Nori Aoki to pinch hit for Pedro Ciriaco. Aoki had quite a dramatic at-bat, acting as if he was hit by a pitch at one point (literally falling down at the plate), and swinging out far ahead of another. Aoki grounded out, and then Alex Gordon struck out swinging to end it, Rodney did the arrow thing, and that was all she wrote. I’m not going to lie, though, I was never comfortable with this one after the fifth. We did it against a first-ranked team, though, and that is alright by me.

Tomorrow, I have a very busy day. I will probably not be able to catch the Ms, as I am going to the charity game at Safeco, the All Star Softball Classic for Homeless Youth. I don’t care who wins, I just want to have some fun watching athletes and people I don’t normally see playing the game, play the game. I will try and do the picture thing and whatnot on Sunday. Until then, we are still over .500, and we just helped put the Royals in second place. This season is not too bad so far, Mariners fans. Not too bad at all.



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Aquasox Season Getting Off to a Rough Start

I had tentative plans to go up to Everett last Friday to see a game, but was unable to make it. I heard there was a lot of rain, so I would not have been happy with that (one of several reasons I don’t get into football as a live event is because of the weather during the winter here), but it looks like the Sox are not starting out on a very good foot this season. They are in third place so far at .250, while the Spokane Indians have been tearing a 4-0 swath through short season single A. I had hoped to see Alex Jackson on the roster, like Mike Zunino was when he got drafted, but no dice so far. It looks like we have some time though, while Jackson’s agent (if you say his name three times he will appear) haggles with the organization until (or possibly after, signing and trade deadlines in baseball are so flexible) everyone comes to a number they are happy with. When he makes it – if he makes it – to Everett, I will make more of an effort to drive up and see him. Until that point, my schedule is pretty full of Mariners games and other extracurriculars this month, so I might have to lay low until July. But I do miss it up there, and have fun every time I go, so I am looking forward to it.

Meanwhile, this happened last night, summary courtesy of Connor Madden, with the Sox Media Relations team:

EVERETT, Wash. – One bad inning spoiled an otherwise quality start by Noel De La Cruz and the Hillsboro Hops tacked on some insurance runs against the Everett AquaSox bullpen to roll to a 7-3 victory at Everett Memorial Stadium Monday night. After winning 3-2 on opening night, Everett has now dropped three games in a row and has not held a lead at any point in those contests.

For the fourth straight game, the Hops jumped out to a lead in the first inning, plating four runs against De La Cruz (0-1). Todd Glaesmann continued his hot streak, crushing a first-pitch breaking ball over the batter’s eye in center for a two-run homer. Cesar Carrasco then reached on an error by third baseman Chris Mariscal and Grant Hayman singled before a pair of wild pitches by De La Cruz brought home Carrasco and moved Hayman to third. After Nate Robertson walked, the Hops executed a first-and-third double steal, with Hayman coming in to score when catcher Kyle Petty threw down to second base, making it 4-0 Hops.

The Frogs’ starter settled down after that and blanked the Hillsboro Hops over the next five innings. De La Cruz allowed five hits over 6.0 innings, just two after the first, and surrendered four runs, three earned, while striking out five and walking one. In the third inning, Seattle Mariners’ third round pick Austin Cousino, making his pro debut after arriving in Everett yesterday, homered leading off the third inning for Everett, trimming the lead to 4-1. It was his first professional hit and home run.

Glaesmann knocked in a run in the seventh with an RBI single off reliever Troy Scott that scored Pedro Ruiz to make it 5-1. It was Glaesmann’s sixth RBI of the series. The outfielder has batted .471 (8-17) over the first four games with Everett, with four doubles and two homers.

Everett got within three at 5-2 in the home half of the seventh. Luke Guarnaccia singled, moved to third on a couple of wild pitches by Alex Byo, and scored on shortstop Justin Gonzalez’ throwing error. But Gonzalez made up for the miscue with a two-run homer in the Hillsboro eighth, a shot over the manual scoreboard in right-center off Scott. Gonzalez’ first home run as a pro pushed the lead to 7-2.

The Frogs got a run in the bottom half of the inning after Bryan Brito, who entered the game as a defensive replacement for Mariscal, singled and scored on a groundout by Wilton Martinez. But that would be it for the ‘Sox, as Cody Geyer worked a scoreless ninth for Hillsboro and sent Everett to a third straight loss at home.

Nick Baker (1-0) got the win for the Hops. He worked 3.0 scoreless innings of relief, surrendering just one hit while striking out three. Brent Jones, who was taken by the Diamondbacks in the fourth round out of Cornell this month, got the start for Hillsboro. He went 3.0 innings, giving up one run on three hits while striking out four. Glaesmann was 2-5 with three RBI.

A day after striking out 17 times, the AquaSox cut that number to 10 Monday, but the Frogs continued to struggle offensively, stranding 15 men on base and managing only six hits. Mariscal collected a hit in his third straight game, singling in the first. Taylor Smart got his second straight start and picked up his first hit as a pro on bloop single to right field in the fifth.

The AquaSox and Hops conclude their series tomorrow as Everett attempts to salvage another win and end its three-game slide. First pitch is scheduled for 7:05. Dan Altavilla will make his AquaSox and pro debut when he takes the mound. Scott Schultz, of Gig Harbor, will make his first professional start for the Hops.

I really would like to get down to Portland to see the Hops as well. I have heard the stadium there is really nice, and it would be kind of neat to see some baseball in my hometown area – even though I would have to go to Hillsboro to do it. Maybe I should figure out a weekend I can make it down there, visit some family and friends, eat some hotdogs, root for Portland…well, let’s not get too crazy…


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