If you tuned into Game 3 of the ALDS, you saw a tale of two ballparks crammed into one. On one side: a city starving for a cathartic October roar, a packed lower bowl in Detroit that waited out a three-hour rain delay and begged for a spark. On the other: a Mariners club that walked in like a crew that’s been here before, calm and opportunistic, content to let the game come to them instead of forcing it. The pause didn’t dull Seattle; it sharpened them.
And the most welcome twist? After Cal Raleigh and Julio Rodríguez did the heavy lifting in Games 1 and 2, Game 3 belonged to the role players.