How do you describe the taste of a crisp, ice-cold beer on a hot day? The feeling when you bite into the perfect juicy burger tucked into a crunchy toasted bun? That thing that happens when Manny Machado ranges to his right, backhands a sharp grounder, checks his footing, and, from what feels like impossibly far down the foul line, uncorks a bullet across the diamond to nail the runner?
It is hard to write about Manny Machado’s time as an Oriole because when someone plays the game of baseball with that much flair, confidence, and grace, words can come up a little short.