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:
Brooksie played a bit part in Earl's .583 winning percentage, prolly
Posted on: 08/18/16
4 Comments
jemanji is never quite sure in which direction SSI is deluded
Posted on: 08/13/16
4 Comments
Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of ... their fire dance
Posted on: 08/04/16
3 Comments
He'd like to be the first insect politician, but... if you stay, he'll hurt you
Posted on: 07/23/16
8 Comments
At least we know 10,000 things that don't work
Posted on: 07/15/16
1 Comments
M's having jolly good time strafing Cards, Pirates, O's
Posted on: 07/02/16
1 Comments
Piracy not all it's cracked up to be, especially in Chicago and Seattle
Posted on: 06/29/16
1 Comments
Dr. D's scripts are getting more predictable than X-Man flicks
Posted on: 06/27/16
7 Comments
and won't be too long before Le Blanckinator carousels around again
Posted on: 06/26/16
1 Comments
Lost in the noise has been a pleasing development ...
Posted on: 06/22/16
14 Comments
Texas nearly runs down the M's, but this time the hero escapes
Posted on: 06/11/16
M's turn their own power to their disadvantage, botch a big one
Posted on: 06/10/16
9 Comments