Postgame
Far be it from *us* to gloat in victory. … !
After the game, luxuriate in the past, present and future of Mariner domination. Specifically, the most recent three hours' worth. Men only, unless (obviously) you're a woman who relishes victory. Leave us savor, lick and wallow in the blood of Orcs gone perished on the Safeco altar.
And while we're at it, we shall of course monologue on how feeble the Orcs were compared to us, how inevvvvvitable the Orcs' defeat was, how the world will soon be ours, and how James Paxton's 1-2 curve ball was destined to draw a wave and miss from any mortal man.
Posts in this blog:
Andrew Albers left out to rot on the mound for 77 pitches
Posted on: 08/16/17
2 Comments
M's play against the M's, defeat the M's, congratulate the M's
Posted on: 08/09/17
10 Comments
down to their final strike, M's get busy
Posted on: 07/26/17
12 Comments
unfortunately not pictured below: Valencia -before- the fateful Holland pitch
Posted on: 07/17/17
28 Comments
with one or two exceptions, the league looks very doable
Posted on: 07/10/17
4 Comments
did you know I have the game's 2nd WICKEDEST fastball? ... me either
Posted on: 06/22/17
9 Comments
courtesy of one-half our Larkin-Sabo connection
Posted on: 06/21/17
24 Comments
Momentarily going by K-Pax as he resumes his search for his timing
Posted on: 06/17/17
5 Comments
hey, keed, any other club would have a spot for ya
Posted on: 06/15/17
17 Comments
Dr. D is feeling distinctly chill about the M's rotation
Posted on: 06/13/17
8 Comments
Dr. D, like the M's, delivers at the last moment
Posted on: 06/08/17
13 Comments
You can't stop Danny Valencia, you can only hope to contain him
Posted on: 06/06/17
21 Comments
