It’s amazing how quickly it feels like baseball never left. Just two days ago we were all enjoying opening day and watching Ty France hit a three-run home run in the 8th inning that set the crowd on fire. Now, we’re quickly in midseason form and watching the Mariners drop a game that was eminently winnable all the way to the ninth. We are, for sure, back, baby.
I don’t want to sit here and complain about how terrible the game was, or how frustrating it felt to watch Mariners batters watch fastballs or hanging breaking balls down the heart of the plate.