I’m sure everyone has a story about how they dealt with this morning’s Mariners/A’s game (but not everyone has a blog, so suck it). Most people, I’m assuming, slept right through the thing because it’s insane to either stay up for or wake up for a 3am Major League Baseball game.
But, there were a few of us hardcore fans out there. Some of them were invited to watch at Safeco Field (according to this morning’s broadcast, anyway). Some people, I’m sure, turned it into a party, drinking well into the morning hours.
I had to work today – in fact, I had to start getting ready for work at 6am – so my plan was a little different. I ended up watching the entirety of the UW/Minnesota basketball game last night. Of COURSE the fucking thing had to go into Overtime. I popped a couple Benadryl tablets about midway through the second half of that game, so I was nice and drowsy by the time the game ended (I was also pleading for someone, ANYONE, to win the fucking thing so I could get to sleep). The game ended at 9pm and I went straight to bed.
Set my alarm for 3am. Here’s the tricky part: I don’t have cable (I watched the Husky game streaming on ESPN3), but my apartment building has a little workout room with a 19-inch old-school tube-screen TV hanging up in the corner. Obviously, nobody is working out at 3am, so I went down there, sat on the weight bench, and watched the Mariners game in darkness.
THAT is the definition of my mania. I blew off an opportunity to hang out with friends and drink beer last night so I could go to bed at 9pm and wake up 6 hours later to watch the Mariners play baseball in Japan.
As for the game itself, what can I say? That’s the same fucking game we, as Mariners fans, have seen for the last three seasons. Felix is dominant, Felix goes 8 strong, giving up 1 run, and Felix gets the No Decision because we can’t score for shit! On the one hand, hell yeah, we won! On the other, sorry Felix.
Obviously, I thought Felix looked great. He always looks great, he’s Felix! A Felix start is like a fresh-baked pizza – even if it’s terrible, it’s still pizza. Beats the hell out of fish sticks! (by the way, wake up at 2am tomorrow for a major dose of fish sticks … I mean, Jason Vargas).
The offense, of course, was a thing of
beauty ugly. Dustin Ackley had two hits (a homer and the game-winning RBI single), but we knew he was going to be awesome. Ichiro had 4 hits, so that’s a little bit of a relief. No, it doesn’t mean anything going forward, but at least for his sake and his own well-being he had a 4 for 5 day in front of his home country. Figgins somehow managed a single, so at least when he goes into his month-long funk, he’ll have better than a .000 batting average. Michael Saunders had a first-pitch-swinging single and a stolen base before his day went to shit (got caught going to third on a ground ball to the left side, then went 0-for his last three at bats). And Brendan Ryan had a double in the 11th (and scored the game-winning run). Everyone else went with the big goose-egg, so that’s a relief. If this Mariners team came out and scored 10 runs, my mind would probably have fucking exploded.
In the end, we have a team ERA under 1.00 after one game. Tom Wilhelmsen picked up where he left off, going 2 scoreless. And Brandon League got the save easy-peasy.
I’m still considering whether I want to wake up at 2am tomorrow. I REALLY don’t, but when am I ever going to have this opportunity again? Fuck …