By Patrick
Yes, this blog is named for left field. But today, I want to talk about centerfield. Because, let's face it, after the news that Franklin Gutierrez will miss the remainder of Spring Training, the trip to Japan, and likely a lot more time than that, the Mariners have serious problems at that position.
Last season, the Mariners struggled to find an answer in centerfield, as Guti battled irritable bowel syndrome and never fully recovered. Michael Saunders started the season as the primary 8-man, but Guti, Trayvon Robinson, and Casper Wells also saw time in center. The Mariners didn't get consistent production from any of them.
But heading into this year, a healthy and in-shape Guti had the M's hoping for a radical turn of events. And then, hours after a press conference where he expressed his satisfaction with being as healthy as ever, he partially tore his pectoral muscle throwing a ball in the outfield. Really? If this doesn't perfectly describe the Mariner fan experience, I don't know what else does.
However, that's life. Shit happens. And now the Mariners have to evaluate their options in centerfield for Opening Day less than a month away in Japan. The Mariners have fairly limited options, but let's explore them anyway.
Option one: Michael Saunders
2011: .149/.207/.217, 2 HR, 8 RBI
Career: .196/.263/.306, 12 HR, 45 RBI
Michael Saunders hit ten home runs in 2010. That made me double-take a little bit. He hit .149 in 2011. That made me throw up in my mouth. But Saunders seems like the club favorite to make the Opening Day start in center. That really scares me. I have never, ever liked Michael Saunders. I think he sucks and always have. Maybe he can change that this year, knowing that if he doesn't, the Mariners will cut him. This is the Condor's last chance. He better take advantage. Chance of making Opening Day start: 50%
Option two: Casper Wells
2011: .237/.317/.442, 11 HR, 27 RBI
Career: .263/.330/.471, 15 HR, 44 RBI
If I happened to manage the Mariners this season, I would start Casper Wells in center on Opening Day. Unfortunately, I am not Eric Wedge. What Patrick!? You're not Eric Wedge? Who are you then? Just a guy with some ideas. And no power. Or insider information. But it still stands to reason that Casper Wells had four consecutive games with home runs in August last year, before Brandon Morrow (I hate you so much you asshole) beaned him in the head with a fastball. I was at that game. I was so angry. Apparently, Wells has resolved his balance issues that wrecked his season following his beaning, and is ready to take another step forward this year. With Guti out again, Eric Wedge should give him an opportunity to do so on a daily basis, until wasting games proving that Saunders officially sucks like they did last year with Milton Bradley and, well, Saunders. Chance of making Opening Day start: 40%
Option three: Chone Figgins
I refuse to post his stats. This blog will immediately cease to exist if Figgins gets the start in center in Japan. He would definitely be the smallest center fielder of all time. And he sucks. Another time waster this season for the M's. Please don't do this Eric Wedge. Chance of making Opening Day start: 0%
Option four: Trayvon Robinson
2011 (and career): .210/.250/.336, 2 HR, 14 RBI
I really like Tray. That shit cray, ain't it Tray? Sorry. I promise I'll never do that again. But Robinson should not get the Opening Day start in centerfield, even though he probably has more talent than any other outfielder other than Ichiro on the roster. Robinson belongs in the minors for a little while, because he needs to perfect his hitting and build confidence while learning to strike out less. As much as I want Tray in the majors, he needs Tacoma. It will help him and the team in the long run and the Mariners won't win this year, so the future takes precedent over the present. Chance of making Opening Day start: 10%
These aren't great options. Casper Wells would have made a great fourth outfielder, but if Saunders fails to step up, he will have to fill the role of center fielder. That would work fine for a while. Ultimately, for the Mariners to succeed in 2012 and 2013, Franklin Gutierrez needs to stay healthy. Until that happens, the Mariners can't make the leap to contender status. Go M's.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
The Mariners' optimal roster in 2012
By Anthony
Here is a roster for the Mariners. You may look at this roster and notice a few players I left off. This roster is special, this is a roster designed to maximize the number of games the Mariners win in 2012. I pray to God, Yahweh, Allah and the Flying Spaghetti Monster that this is not the roster that the M’s take to Japan. You know why? Because the M’s have a very little chance to make the playoffs or even compete for the playoffs in 2012. Not only is their 2012 team not very good but they also play in the second best division in baseball now. Suck it NL East. SO this year should be designed around getting younger players experience so they will be better in 2013 and past, when the Pujols contract looks like a terrible decision.
Rotation:
Felix Hernandez
Jason Vargas
Hisashi Iwakuma
Kevin Millwood
Blake Beavan
The first three names should not be a surprise; the King assumes his traditional spot. Vargas takes the second spot as jester and Iwakuma is the Japanese import that is recovering from shoulder surgery but has dominated Japan before. Side note, would an Iwakuma vs. Yu Darvish matchup be ridiculously over-hyped by ESPN like the Ichiro vs. Dice-K matchup was? Anyway, Millwood is a Wedge favorite from their time together in Cleveland and has the potential to be a steal in the friendly confines of Safeco. Blake Beavan is Blake Beavan. He will not turn into a CY Young candidate but is a reliable fifth starter who pounds the strike zone and is cheap. This is not a bad five, but the talent drop after Felix is kind of scary.
Bullpen:
Brandon League
Shawn Kelley
George Sherrill
Shawn Camp
Tom Wilhelmsen
Hong-Chih Kuo
Aaron Heilman
League will remain the closer and Wilhelmsen, who I will now refer to as “The Bartender”, will look to build on the success he had last year. Another side note, did Steve Delabar and The Bartender have contests over whose life sucked more when they were out of baseball (Delabar was a substitute teacher)? I would take Delabar in that matchup. I digress. Camp is a dependable righty from Toronto, Sherrill is returning to Seattle after some up-and-down years with Baltimore, Atlanta and Los Angeles. Speaking of the Dodgers and LA, Hong-Chih Kuo came to us from them. He used to be untouchable, and then he got the “yips” or something and couldn’t figure out how to throw the ball in the right direction or at the correct elevation. If he can figure that out and return to his pre-2011 numbers, he can be a solid left-handed option. Heilman is the last one on the list because his spot is the most up for grabs. He is a veteran reliever who actually was on the M’s before. But he got traded before he could play a game. I wonder if they made his jersey and if that’s worth anything today?
Hitters
C- Miguel Olivo
1B- Justin Smoak
2B- Dustin Ackley
SS- Brendan Ryan
3B- Chone Figgins
LF- Mike Carp
CF- Franklin Guttierrez
RF- Ichiro Suzuki
DH- Jesus Montero
Now for the most depressing part of the 2011 M’s, but wait, they got marginally less depressing. I know Chone Figgins is back, but based off the irrelevant and meaningless intra squad games that have already been played, he could actually not be a black hole of suckiness. Or he could still suck and be remembered as the worst signing of the Jack Z era. Guti is back from his weird bowel problems and is in really good shape. If he can come back and actually hit the ball well, this offense may move up from worst in the MLB to maybe 25th best. But now we find out he's out until at least the beginning of the season. What a mystery. Ichiro is now batting third. His swing is now more designed around hitting line drives. That is usually a bad thing for a former batting champ to change his swing, but he’s Ichiro so I won’t judge him until tangible results are available. Finally we get to Jesus, the savior of the M’s offense. Hopefully he plays much more DH than catcher this year. It will allow him to adjust to MLB pitching without worrying about handling the pitching staff. Olivo can hopefully last one more year without exploding into dust. Ackley, Carp and Smoak all need to show some improvement from last year. Smoak especially needs to improve since his thumb issue is now resolved. And Brendan Ryan is there, good for him.
Bench
OF- Casper Wells
C/1B- John Jaso
IF- Munenori Kawasaki
IF- Carlos Guillen
Not much to say here, Jaso offers Olivo a break while not making Montero the only other option behind the plate. Wells can play every outfield spot and offer some right-handed power. Kawasaki is the back-up middle infielder; he’s supposedly a vocal player with a lot of energy, similar to Brendan Ryan, although hopefully not as injury-prone. Guillen offers some nostalgia and hopefully some pop in the corner infield spots.
People I Left Off Who Could (Should) Make It
Kyle Seager
Michael Saunders
Chance Ruffin
Charlie Furbush
Hector Noesi
These are the players I think should or could be on the roster over the older players. Millwood, Heilman, Guillen, Kuo all can be replaced by people on this list, but Saunders is kind of just in limbo since Wells is pretty much a right-handed version of him, but better and with more upside. The common theme between these five players is they are young and their better days are still ahead of them. Unlike the “veterans,” these players will get better with more experience at the MLB level.
This roster is not going to strike fear into the hearts of the rest of the AL West, let alone the MLB. For all of you expecting a playoff team, I’m sorry this is not the year. But be patient, the youth is there finally. Jack Z has built a strong system and in three of four years the M’s will have a team that will compete. They will have a lineup that is scary and a rotation that is outstanding. All that is needed is patience. Don’t worry, don’t panic, just be patient and the finished product will be there. Go M’s.
Here is a roster for the Mariners. You may look at this roster and notice a few players I left off. This roster is special, this is a roster designed to maximize the number of games the Mariners win in 2012. I pray to God, Yahweh, Allah and the Flying Spaghetti Monster that this is not the roster that the M’s take to Japan. You know why? Because the M’s have a very little chance to make the playoffs or even compete for the playoffs in 2012. Not only is their 2012 team not very good but they also play in the second best division in baseball now. Suck it NL East. SO this year should be designed around getting younger players experience so they will be better in 2013 and past, when the Pujols contract looks like a terrible decision.
Rotation:
Felix Hernandez
Jason Vargas
Hisashi Iwakuma
Kevin Millwood
Blake Beavan
The first three names should not be a surprise; the King assumes his traditional spot. Vargas takes the second spot as jester and Iwakuma is the Japanese import that is recovering from shoulder surgery but has dominated Japan before. Side note, would an Iwakuma vs. Yu Darvish matchup be ridiculously over-hyped by ESPN like the Ichiro vs. Dice-K matchup was? Anyway, Millwood is a Wedge favorite from their time together in Cleveland and has the potential to be a steal in the friendly confines of Safeco. Blake Beavan is Blake Beavan. He will not turn into a CY Young candidate but is a reliable fifth starter who pounds the strike zone and is cheap. This is not a bad five, but the talent drop after Felix is kind of scary.
Bullpen:
Brandon League
Shawn Kelley
George Sherrill
Shawn Camp
Tom Wilhelmsen
Hong-Chih Kuo
Aaron Heilman
League will remain the closer and Wilhelmsen, who I will now refer to as “The Bartender”, will look to build on the success he had last year. Another side note, did Steve Delabar and The Bartender have contests over whose life sucked more when they were out of baseball (Delabar was a substitute teacher)? I would take Delabar in that matchup. I digress. Camp is a dependable righty from Toronto, Sherrill is returning to Seattle after some up-and-down years with Baltimore, Atlanta and Los Angeles. Speaking of the Dodgers and LA, Hong-Chih Kuo came to us from them. He used to be untouchable, and then he got the “yips” or something and couldn’t figure out how to throw the ball in the right direction or at the correct elevation. If he can figure that out and return to his pre-2011 numbers, he can be a solid left-handed option. Heilman is the last one on the list because his spot is the most up for grabs. He is a veteran reliever who actually was on the M’s before. But he got traded before he could play a game. I wonder if they made his jersey and if that’s worth anything today?
Hitters
C- Miguel Olivo
1B- Justin Smoak
2B- Dustin Ackley
SS- Brendan Ryan
3B- Chone Figgins
LF- Mike Carp
CF- Franklin Guttierrez
RF- Ichiro Suzuki
DH- Jesus Montero
Now for the most depressing part of the 2011 M’s, but wait, they got marginally less depressing. I know Chone Figgins is back, but based off the irrelevant and meaningless intra squad games that have already been played, he could actually not be a black hole of suckiness. Or he could still suck and be remembered as the worst signing of the Jack Z era. Guti is back from his weird bowel problems and is in really good shape. If he can come back and actually hit the ball well, this offense may move up from worst in the MLB to maybe 25th best. But now we find out he's out until at least the beginning of the season. What a mystery. Ichiro is now batting third. His swing is now more designed around hitting line drives. That is usually a bad thing for a former batting champ to change his swing, but he’s Ichiro so I won’t judge him until tangible results are available. Finally we get to Jesus, the savior of the M’s offense. Hopefully he plays much more DH than catcher this year. It will allow him to adjust to MLB pitching without worrying about handling the pitching staff. Olivo can hopefully last one more year without exploding into dust. Ackley, Carp and Smoak all need to show some improvement from last year. Smoak especially needs to improve since his thumb issue is now resolved. And Brendan Ryan is there, good for him.
Bench
OF- Casper Wells
C/1B- John Jaso
IF- Munenori Kawasaki
IF- Carlos Guillen
Not much to say here, Jaso offers Olivo a break while not making Montero the only other option behind the plate. Wells can play every outfield spot and offer some right-handed power. Kawasaki is the back-up middle infielder; he’s supposedly a vocal player with a lot of energy, similar to Brendan Ryan, although hopefully not as injury-prone. Guillen offers some nostalgia and hopefully some pop in the corner infield spots.
People I Left Off Who Could (Should) Make It
Kyle Seager
Michael Saunders
Chance Ruffin
Charlie Furbush
Hector Noesi
These are the players I think should or could be on the roster over the older players. Millwood, Heilman, Guillen, Kuo all can be replaced by people on this list, but Saunders is kind of just in limbo since Wells is pretty much a right-handed version of him, but better and with more upside. The common theme between these five players is they are young and their better days are still ahead of them. Unlike the “veterans,” these players will get better with more experience at the MLB level.
This roster is not going to strike fear into the hearts of the rest of the AL West, let alone the MLB. For all of you expecting a playoff team, I’m sorry this is not the year. But be patient, the youth is there finally. Jack Z has built a strong system and in three of four years the M’s will have a team that will compete. They will have a lineup that is scary and a rotation that is outstanding. All that is needed is patience. Don’t worry, don’t panic, just be patient and the finished product will be there. Go M’s.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Welcome to Way Out in Left Field
By Patrick
In the summer of 2002, on my ninth birthday, I jumped into a rented car in my uncle's driveway in Burlington, Vermont with my latest birthday present in my hands: Backyard Baseball 2003. As my family and I began to drive across the country to our new home in Seattle, we made some stops along the way, notably a trip to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, New York.
While at the Hall of Fame for the first time, my dad and I sat in on a Jeopardy-like trivia game that took place in a small theater tucked away at one end of the Hall. The man running the trivia game was asking questions to the audience that would determine who would play the jeopardy game. The first question he asked was: "Who was the first president to throw out the first pitch at a major league baseball game?" My little arm shot up. How I knew the answer to this question I don't remember, but in a moment of sudden clarity, I shouted out: "William Howard Taft"! That of course was the correct answer. Duh. Who doesn't know that (everyone else in the room didn't, and shot me weird looks)?
Because I answered correct, my dad and I took on a young married couple from Brooklyn in the Jeopardy showdown. And we wiped the floor with them (admittedly, I don't remember whether it was close or not, but the point is, I was nine, and we won). My Dad carried our team of course, but I did answer one question correctly, about one of my Dad's all-time favorites no less.
"In what country was Roberto Clemente born?"
Dad: "Patrick, it's the Dominican republic."
Me: "No, Dad it's Puerto Rico. I swear I'm right."
Dad: "I dunno Pup (my nickname), I'm pretty sure it's the Domincan Republic."
Me: "Just trust me on this one Dad."
Dad: "OK, fine. We'll go with Puerto Rico."
Of course I was right. I dominated trivia when I was nine years old (a stretch). But the point of all this is that at a young age, baseball (not basketball, which has become my favorite sport to play since then) captivated my interest at an early age. Thing is, since I had lived in Maine as long as could remember, I never had a hometown team to support (I loved the Indians and the Diamondbacks. Funny how stuff happens). That all changed when I moved to Seattle.
That summer, I didn't really know anyone my age in Seattle. My family hadn't moved all the way in, since we beat the moving truck across the country. So all I really had to do during the car rides and subsequent days in a virtually empty house was toil away on my gameboy playing Baseball Advance (one of the greatest games ever. I lost it that same summer and found it as we were remodeling my house before I left for college this summer. Played so much of it. The Mariners are unstoppable in it.) and later All Star Baseball. Straight up, I loved baseball. And therefore, I loved the Mariners.
The voice of Dave Niehaus suddenly became port of my life that summer. Listening to Edgar, Ichiro, John Olerud, Mike Cameron, Freddy Garcia, Jamie Moyer, and the rest of the M's that summer hooked me for good. Even though 2002 ended in disaster and the M's missed the playoffs due to Moneyball, My love for the team grew and grew.
After striking out to end my CYO team's season in sixth grade (the pitch was low. Strike one and strike three were both clearly low.), I quit playing baseball. I never was much of a baseball player, but nevertheless, I loved the Mariners, and didn't let my failures on the field affect my love for the SafeCo nine.
Last year, I went to eleven (It was either ten or eleven) Mariners' games, a new personal record for me. What games I didn't go to, I watched on Root Sports or gamecasted on ESPN. This offseason, I scoured every possible rumor I could find on MLB.com, ESPN.com and any other M's website I could find (Lookout Landing is awesome). I needed my Mariners fix, because I missed watching them so much.
More importantly, I started writing about the Mariners back in 2010 for SeaTownsports.net. SeaTown Sports is a great website and until recently was run by the guy who got me into sports blogging. SeaTown is a great source for everything Seattle, and I still write for it and might be posting some of the content from this site on that site as well.
So what is the purpose of this blog? Way Out in Left Field seeks to share my passion (and my co-blogger Anthony Davis' passion) for the Seattle Mariners with anyone who wants to read it and feels the same way I do. I love the Mariners, because even though the realistically won't win anything, they always give you a sense of hope. Baseball, unlike any sport, offers hope, because any team can win on any given night.
DePaul will never beat Syracuse in basketball. The Bobcats will never beat the Heat. The Colts (of last season) will never beat the Patriots (although they came close). But every night, the Mariners have a chance to beat the Yankees. Even when they are buried in the American League West cellar (which they won't be for long. Welcome, Houston!), they can still beat anybody on any given night. Or they can lose 17 games in a row. But I digress.
Way Out in Left Field will reflect the love, hate, frustration, and disappointment the Mariners cause their fans to feel every year. Notice how the last three adjectives used their were negative. Well, there's a reason for that. Just in case you fell asleep in 2001, you haven't missed much. The Mariners haven't been back to the playoffs since that season. In the 10 and a half year period since that nine year old kid hopped into the rental car in Vermont, the Seattle Mariners have not seen a playoff game. I guess you can blame it on me then.
But the reason Way Out in Left Field makes sense now is that that depression that the Mariners have been stuck in since the Moneyball let down of 2002 appears to be ending. This year looks bad, and the next year doesn't look so great either, but with the young talent on the team and in the system, the M's could contend by 2015.
So as the Mariners climb their way back to the top of the baseball heap again, Way Out in Left Field will cover every little detail of their rise, and probably a lot of details that have nothing to do with it as well. Anthony and I want to bring humor and sarcasm as well as intriguing accounts of Mariners' action to this blog.
For now, read our posts and make comments if you want. If you like something, tell us. If you hate something, tell us, and don't be afraid to say how you feel. We are going to tear into Chone Figgins if he swings at a bad pitch to use a game, so if we say something ridiculous or blow a statistic in a post, let us have it. But mostly, we just want to write about the Mariners and want people to enjoy what we do.
Looking back, that nine-year-old kid would be pissed that I'm just writing about baseball and not playing it anymore. But I think he would approve of my passion for the team that always lets me down but keeps me coming back for more. Go Mariners.
In the summer of 2002, on my ninth birthday, I jumped into a rented car in my uncle's driveway in Burlington, Vermont with my latest birthday present in my hands: Backyard Baseball 2003. As my family and I began to drive across the country to our new home in Seattle, we made some stops along the way, notably a trip to the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, New York.
While at the Hall of Fame for the first time, my dad and I sat in on a Jeopardy-like trivia game that took place in a small theater tucked away at one end of the Hall. The man running the trivia game was asking questions to the audience that would determine who would play the jeopardy game. The first question he asked was: "Who was the first president to throw out the first pitch at a major league baseball game?" My little arm shot up. How I knew the answer to this question I don't remember, but in a moment of sudden clarity, I shouted out: "William Howard Taft"! That of course was the correct answer. Duh. Who doesn't know that (everyone else in the room didn't, and shot me weird looks)?
Because I answered correct, my dad and I took on a young married couple from Brooklyn in the Jeopardy showdown. And we wiped the floor with them (admittedly, I don't remember whether it was close or not, but the point is, I was nine, and we won). My Dad carried our team of course, but I did answer one question correctly, about one of my Dad's all-time favorites no less.
"In what country was Roberto Clemente born?"
Dad: "Patrick, it's the Dominican republic."
Me: "No, Dad it's Puerto Rico. I swear I'm right."
Dad: "I dunno Pup (my nickname), I'm pretty sure it's the Domincan Republic."
Me: "Just trust me on this one Dad."
Dad: "OK, fine. We'll go with Puerto Rico."
Of course I was right. I dominated trivia when I was nine years old (a stretch). But the point of all this is that at a young age, baseball (not basketball, which has become my favorite sport to play since then) captivated my interest at an early age. Thing is, since I had lived in Maine as long as could remember, I never had a hometown team to support (I loved the Indians and the Diamondbacks. Funny how stuff happens). That all changed when I moved to Seattle.
That summer, I didn't really know anyone my age in Seattle. My family hadn't moved all the way in, since we beat the moving truck across the country. So all I really had to do during the car rides and subsequent days in a virtually empty house was toil away on my gameboy playing Baseball Advance (one of the greatest games ever. I lost it that same summer and found it as we were remodeling my house before I left for college this summer. Played so much of it. The Mariners are unstoppable in it.) and later All Star Baseball. Straight up, I loved baseball. And therefore, I loved the Mariners.
The voice of Dave Niehaus suddenly became port of my life that summer. Listening to Edgar, Ichiro, John Olerud, Mike Cameron, Freddy Garcia, Jamie Moyer, and the rest of the M's that summer hooked me for good. Even though 2002 ended in disaster and the M's missed the playoffs due to Moneyball, My love for the team grew and grew.
After striking out to end my CYO team's season in sixth grade (the pitch was low. Strike one and strike three were both clearly low.), I quit playing baseball. I never was much of a baseball player, but nevertheless, I loved the Mariners, and didn't let my failures on the field affect my love for the SafeCo nine.
Last year, I went to eleven (It was either ten or eleven) Mariners' games, a new personal record for me. What games I didn't go to, I watched on Root Sports or gamecasted on ESPN. This offseason, I scoured every possible rumor I could find on MLB.com, ESPN.com and any other M's website I could find (Lookout Landing is awesome). I needed my Mariners fix, because I missed watching them so much.
More importantly, I started writing about the Mariners back in 2010 for SeaTownsports.net. SeaTown Sports is a great website and until recently was run by the guy who got me into sports blogging. SeaTown is a great source for everything Seattle, and I still write for it and might be posting some of the content from this site on that site as well.
So what is the purpose of this blog? Way Out in Left Field seeks to share my passion (and my co-blogger Anthony Davis' passion) for the Seattle Mariners with anyone who wants to read it and feels the same way I do. I love the Mariners, because even though the realistically won't win anything, they always give you a sense of hope. Baseball, unlike any sport, offers hope, because any team can win on any given night.
DePaul will never beat Syracuse in basketball. The Bobcats will never beat the Heat. The Colts (of last season) will never beat the Patriots (although they came close). But every night, the Mariners have a chance to beat the Yankees. Even when they are buried in the American League West cellar (which they won't be for long. Welcome, Houston!), they can still beat anybody on any given night. Or they can lose 17 games in a row. But I digress.
Way Out in Left Field will reflect the love, hate, frustration, and disappointment the Mariners cause their fans to feel every year. Notice how the last three adjectives used their were negative. Well, there's a reason for that. Just in case you fell asleep in 2001, you haven't missed much. The Mariners haven't been back to the playoffs since that season. In the 10 and a half year period since that nine year old kid hopped into the rental car in Vermont, the Seattle Mariners have not seen a playoff game. I guess you can blame it on me then.
But the reason Way Out in Left Field makes sense now is that that depression that the Mariners have been stuck in since the Moneyball let down of 2002 appears to be ending. This year looks bad, and the next year doesn't look so great either, but with the young talent on the team and in the system, the M's could contend by 2015.
So as the Mariners climb their way back to the top of the baseball heap again, Way Out in Left Field will cover every little detail of their rise, and probably a lot of details that have nothing to do with it as well. Anthony and I want to bring humor and sarcasm as well as intriguing accounts of Mariners' action to this blog.
For now, read our posts and make comments if you want. If you like something, tell us. If you hate something, tell us, and don't be afraid to say how you feel. We are going to tear into Chone Figgins if he swings at a bad pitch to use a game, so if we say something ridiculous or blow a statistic in a post, let us have it. But mostly, we just want to write about the Mariners and want people to enjoy what we do.
Looking back, that nine-year-old kid would be pissed that I'm just writing about baseball and not playing it anymore. But I think he would approve of my passion for the team that always lets me down but keeps me coming back for more. Go Mariners.
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