I am fascinated by your internal voice. You, who could read this, who could watch the Seattle Mariners romp over the Detroit Tigers 12-3 a night after one of the most frustrating losses of the season. Your mind’s chatter compels me. If the conceit is played out, forgive me. Baseball features the same starting location each day and it concludes in largely the same few fashions, but the journey would madden Jon Bois (more) attempting to find a true repetition in MLB’s hundreds of seasons.
But I’m desperate to know the answer. Do you see things the way I do?