I listened to maybe 5 or so innings of the Mariners/Tigers game last night with one headphone in, while messing around on Twitter. Found out that the game was being broadcast by those sneaky less-than-legal means, which would have been great, except that I am a woman of my word and was at a friend’s house in Magnolia, eating dinner, drinking homemade scotch, and watching some really awful movies. I didn’t know that there were sites that were running the games until the game was well underway, by which time I, too, was well underway. At the point where the score was 5-1 and Chone Figgins was the best thing that happened to us all night thus far, I decided it wasn’t worth the disorientation that comes with listening to a game that has progression, and a room full of people whose conversations don’t, really. As I get older, I find that my ability to truly multitask is fading, and I know my Mariners – if the game is only halfway through, and there is a 4-run deficit, it hasn’t been easily that we’ve come back from that. I know it sounds pessimistic, but if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck…
I am now faced with the option of staying up until the sun comes up tomorrow morning (which I’m not terribly keen on), or going to bed after we have dinner with friends and waking up at 2.30 and seeing if I can get any sort of feed on the game before either making coffee and starting my day, or going back to bed. I feel that the first option is maybe not something I am physically capable of doing, and the second option might lead to more disappointment than I really want to deal with, should the game not be on anywhere. The second option, however, will sort of put me on track for the Real Thing on Wednesday and Thursday; because those are games that I will be waking up for.
During the period of time last night between the start of the game where my iPhone was alive and working and when I finally had to give up on the earphone/Twitter combination for keeping track of the game because my batteries were dying, I had a lot of fun reading tweets from Shannon Drayer, whomever was running the @Mariners account, and a handful of people who were actually there, including the guy who runs this blog. The pictures were fun to look at, and the reports and sounds I could hear on the radio were about what I thought they would be – a baseball game with a Seattle Sounders/Euro football atmosphere; pretty much everything that Deanna at Marinerds has reported during the time that she was living and working in Japan. I even laughed a bit to myself about times where it was increasingly difficult to hear Rick Rizzs because the stadium and it’s 55,000 inhabitants were so full of cheering and song, the announcers were drowned out. You would think that would be enough, just to be able to hear it; but I’m still really bummed about not being able to see what was happening there. Full disclosure; I don’t make a lot of money, and I am not a huge fan of flying. So a trip to Japan to see baseball is likely something that I will never get to experience. There are other angles to this, but I won’t go into them here. I just really wanted to be able to watch the Ms play against Japanese teams. There was a lot of nostalgia for me upon hearing about Kenji Johjima and Randy Messenger being there; your nostalgia probably involves Mike Cameron, Jay Buhner, or Randy Johnson. Mine involves Kenji and Roy Corcoran. Listening to the crowd reaction for our Japanese players was a lot of fun, too. Only wish I could have seen it.
I think I’m just ready for actual baseball. This has been a strange Spring Training, and the fact that the season starts in an entirely different country – while exciting – is kind of weird. I want to get back into the game, look forward to the home opener, and have baseball to come home to after work. I want to be able to go back to Safeco on a regular basis. I understand that La Nina has just about run its course, so around May we’re supposed to see some nice summery weather. It’s been a long winter, and it’s about time to get things started. Let’s do it.