I’ve never needed someone to tell me to finish my food. As a certified >90th percentile height and weight projections youth, I have reached and exceeded expectations in all directions. While I heard apocryphal stories of parents invoking the infamous theoretical starving children elsewhere to spur reluctant eaters, it never occurred to me as a child that anyone wouldn’t simply eat what was in front of them until it was gone. Tonight the Seattle Mariners showed me that that philosophy was far from universal.
They got things going well early, stuffing an entire dinner roll in their gullet with one swing of Julio Rodríguez’s bat.