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cknox0723 · 09-04-2006, 08:01 PM

Scott Podsednik makes an out to start the sixth, though that is expected at this point, of course. He has literally made at least a hundred outs in the last month, which is quite silly. Somehow Adam Kennedy follows with a single, looping one into left-center field. However, both Ordonez and Wells hit grounders to second base that are converted into a force out, and we come up with another zero in a long line of 'em.

Seattle's line is one longer after their half of the inning, though; 24 year old LF Gottlieb pops out to "Batless" Podsednik, and the pitcher Perez bats for no good reason and foul pops out to Thomas, wasting one of the outs that Seattle quickly can't afford to lose. Leadoff man Pierre, robbed by infielders in his first two at-bats, finally realizes that if he hits one into the outfield he might be OK. This time he is, giving Seattle a rare baserunner and again one with a lot of pump in his pistons. But pitchouts and pointless psychology power Pierre's pedantic philosophy to remain at first base; I'd let the 66-steal man try to ignite something that Seattle seems to be seriously lacking, but that's just me. Instead Luis Castillo grounds to first and the Mariners are again left wanting.

Perhaps the highest of many highs is Frank Thomas's one-out double in the top of the seventh; it's not some misplayed bloop, but a solid shot into the left field corner, and it's not really the "Big Hurt" who clubbed it, but a 39 year old .163 hitter. It's almost irrelevant that he's doubled off second a few minutes later when Ichiro! makes a brilliant catch of Miguel Olivo's low liner, but maybe it shouldn't be.

These are the Pale Hose, after all, and though we've coasted the whole ballgame, things go to hell in the seventh. Adam Dunn singles, Ichiro! blasts a ball into the right field seats and suddenly the game's tied. Faster than I can digest that, shorstop Aurilia's grounded out for about the fifth time in the series, but then 3B Mientkie**** singles to left-center. Pinch-runner Matos enters and finally somebody is running, and even though we know it's coming, there's no stopping him. Catcher Hammock strikes out, of course, meaning he is two for I think thirty-four against our pitchers this year, bringing up Nic Jackson with two outs, batting for his outfield mate Gottlieb. A base hit means the lead; he bloops one into center that looks like it'll suffice, but Vernon Wells makes a furious charge in and triumphant sliding grab, somehow, some way, I don't know how.

I don't know that it matters. At this point, things are just going to happen and I'm just along for the ride. Odie Perez is up around 100 pitches but he gets two quick outs in the eighth and fellow southpaw Eddie Guardado comes on to get the third, Podsednik on a failed bunt. (Why you would bring in a pitcher specifically for "Batless", I do not know. Boy does he suck!)

Kiko Calero relieves for the eighth because it will undoubtedly be switch-hitting Milton Bradley pinch-hitting, and then the top of the order: left-handed Pierre, switch-hitting Castillo, left-hander Dunn and left-hander Ichiro!, not that the side he bats from is particularly important. Too many lefties for PJ Bevis, but if Calero's control is off, we'll only have one inning to make up for it.

Reserve outfielder Bradley takes the first pitch thrown to him (guess he has been playing Operation a lot lately) and it is ball one. The second pitch is water on the knee - wide for ball two. Calero's third pitch is hit into right field for a single.

Same thing happens in the same sequence for Juan Pierre, including the base hit, which can't possibly be a good sign. So at that point I throw caution to the wind and bring in Bevis anyway. And as it is wont to do in this crazy game we call life, something incredible happens.

09-04-2006, 08:01 PM	#873
cknox0723 All Star Starter Join Date: May 2003 Location: NJ Posts: 1,957	manifest destiny Scott Podsednik makes an out to start the sixth, though that is expected at this point, of course. He has literally made at least a hundred outs in the last month, which is quite silly. Somehow Adam Kennedy follows with a single, looping one into left-center field. However, both Ordonez and Wells hit grounders to second base that are converted into a force out, and we come up with another zero in a long line of 'em. Seattle's line is one longer after their half of the inning, though; 24 year old LF Gottlieb pops out to "Batless" Podsednik, and the pitcher Perez bats for no good reason and foul pops out to Thomas, wasting one of the outs that Seattle quickly can't afford to lose. Leadoff man Pierre, robbed by infielders in his first two at-bats, finally realizes that if he hits one into the outfield he might be OK. This time he is, giving Seattle a rare baserunner and again one with a lot of pump in his pistons. But pitchouts and pointless psychology power Pierre's pedantic philosophy to remain at first base; I'd let the 66-steal man try to ignite something that Seattle seems to be seriously lacking, but that's just me. Instead Luis Castillo grounds to first and the Mariners are again left wanting. Perhaps the highest of many highs is Frank Thomas's one-out double in the top of the seventh; it's not some misplayed bloop, but a solid shot into the left field corner, and it's not really the "Big Hurt" who clubbed it, but a 39 year old .163 hitter. It's almost irrelevant that he's doubled off second a few minutes later when Ichiro! makes a brilliant catch of Miguel Olivo's low liner, but maybe it shouldn't be. These are the Pale Hose, after all, and though we've coasted the whole ballgame, things go to hell in the seventh. Adam Dunn singles, Ichiro! blasts a ball into the right field seats and suddenly the game's tied. Faster than I can digest that, shorstop Aurilia's grounded out for about the fifth time in the series, but then 3B Mientkie** singles to left-center. Pinch-runner Matos enters and finally somebody is running, and even though we know it's coming, there's no stopping him. Catcher Hammock strikes out, of course, meaning he is two for I think thirty-four against our pitchers this year, bringing up Nic Jackson with two outs, batting for his outfield mate Gottlieb. A base hit means the lead; he bloops one into center that looks like it'll suffice, but Vernon Wells makes a furious charge in and triumphant sliding grab, somehow, some way, I don't know how. I don't know that it matters. At this point, things are just going to happen and I'm just along for the ride. Odie Perez is up around 100 pitches but he gets two quick outs in the eighth and fellow southpaw Eddie Guardado comes on to get the third, Podsednik on a failed bunt. (Why you would bring in a pitcher specifically for "Batless", I do not know. Boy does he suck!) Kiko Calero relieves for the eighth because it will undoubtedly be switch-hitting Milton Bradley pinch-hitting, and then the top of the order: left-handed Pierre, switch-hitting Castillo, left-hander Dunn and left-hander Ichiro!, not that the side he bats from is particularly important. Too many lefties for PJ Bevis, but if Calero's control is off, we'll only have one inning to make up for it. Reserve outfielder Bradley takes the first pitch thrown to him (guess he has been playing Operation a lot lately) and it is ball one. The second pitch is water on the knee - wide for ball two. Calero's third pitch is hit into right field for a single. Same thing happens in the same sequence for Juan Pierre, including the base hit, which can't possibly be a good sign. So at that point I throw caution to the wind and bring in Bevis** anyway. And as it is wont to do in this crazy game we call life, something incredible happens.