Ever since Griffey and Edgar and Buhner and the Big Unit and the rest of them I can’t help but be irritated by the Seattle Mariners. When they’re good, that is. And when they’re bad, I don’t have the same kind of compassion I have for the Indians or the Rangers or Padres or any other hard-luck franchise. I mean, the Mariners have never even made the Whirled Serious, you’ve gotta have empathy with that. And yet, I don’t. Not since Griffey and Edgar.
The Yanks split the game-and-a-half in Washington yesterday and now are back for three agains the smokin’ hot M’s. Would be seriously annoying if Seattle comes in and walks over the Yanks, but you can see it happening, right? They played well against the Sox and are on a roll. Here’s hoping the Yanks don’t sleep or get put to sleep.
We’ll be her root-root-rootin’ them on.
Never mind the bum rush:
Let’s Go Yank-ees!
Picture by Bags