Often, I feel like the Mariners will win. It’s a satisfying comfort, based on something merited in the aggregate over the past several years, but still far from certain. It’s a comfortable remove from the moment to moment, and I’d like to think it leaves me open to games otherwise untenable. Often, of course, the untenable does not become tenned, and for several laborious innings I felt annoyance at Logan Evans.
The rookie righty seemed determine to make a mountain out of an Anaheim opponent that wasn’t really trying to make a fuss. Three ball counts and free passes made the early innings a slog, and a first inning run seemed a gift to lack an ‘s’ at its end.