A lot of bad things can happen on the road. In terms of baseball and the Seattle Mariners, they could have lost a road series today, in Houston, to the division rival and leader Astros.
The Seattle Mariners did not do that, and instead they won the game and the series with a score of 3-2, behind strong outings from both Bryan Woo and Andrés Muñoz especially, and with the offense holding just strong enough against Houston's ace Hunter Brown.
A lot of bad things can happen on the road, and they can happen very suddenly. And the 2026 Seattle Mariners, and by extension their fans and others who choose or are otherwise obligated to watch them play, have seen many bad things happen. Last season's success has given in to a plethora of woes including key additions becoming subtraction by injury, and other unexpected negative maths involving declines and struggles both expected and otherwise. On the outside looking in of even a Wild Card spot and heading into the twilight of the season with few routes for optimism, a lot of this season and trying to root for the Mariners has been a bit like watching your car go up in flames on the side of the road. All plans of where Seattle hoped to go and how they planned to get there going up in smoke.
Of course a lot of my feelings are coming from personal bias, as just last week, I watched my only vehicle do just that: go up in flames on the side of the freeway. More than just my car, it was also a symbolic foot forward from life changes in the off-season that saw the bottom drop out from me entirely in unexpected ways, the fallout of which has taken a long time to recover from and in such a way that has limited my investment in this year's team. Lucky perhaps overall purely in terms of fandom, but no misfortune could keep me away from watching the M's entirely, and I have tracked their trajectory and the commiseration of their flock tentatively. In an odd way, I have actually found catharsis with the kinship of directionless I feel with the team this season.
No moment felt more like an inferno-induced end to Seattle's season ride than the dramatic loss they had in game one on Friday night, where a rare strong offensive output still gave way to a heartbreaking walk-off bomb. Out of first place, out of a wild card, out of steam. The season is over, right? Well, in what our own Ryan Blake dubbed the "first game of the offseason" yesterday, the Mariners did a very Mariners thing to do and defied expectations, by, you know, winning. Decisively.
#season #things
The Seattle Mariners did not do that, and instead they won the game and the series with a score of 3-2, behind strong outings from both Bryan Woo and Andrés Muñoz especially, and with the offense holding just strong enough against Houston's ace Hunter Brown.
A lot of bad things can happen on the road, and they can happen very suddenly. And the 2026 Seattle Mariners, and by extension their fans and others who choose or are otherwise obligated to watch them play, have seen many bad things happen. Last season's success has given in to a plethora of woes including key additions becoming subtraction by injury, and other unexpected negative maths involving declines and struggles both expected and otherwise. On the outside looking in of even a Wild Card spot and heading into the twilight of the season with few routes for optimism, a lot of this season and trying to root for the Mariners has been a bit like watching your car go up in flames on the side of the road. All plans of where Seattle hoped to go and how they planned to get there going up in smoke.
Of course a lot of my feelings are coming from personal bias, as just last week, I watched my only vehicle do just that: go up in flames on the side of the freeway. More than just my car, it was also a symbolic foot forward from life changes in the off-season that saw the bottom drop out from me entirely in unexpected ways, the fallout of which has taken a long time to recover from and in such a way that has limited my investment in this year's team. Lucky perhaps overall purely in terms of fandom, but no misfortune could keep me away from watching the M's entirely, and I have tracked their trajectory and the commiseration of their flock tentatively. In an odd way, I have actually found catharsis with the kinship of directionless I feel with the team this season.
No moment felt more like an inferno-induced end to Seattle's season ride than the dramatic loss they had in game one on Friday night, where a rare strong offensive output still gave way to a heartbreaking walk-off bomb. Out of first place, out of a wild card, out of steam. The season is over, right? Well, in what our own Ryan Blake dubbed the "first game of the offseason" yesterday, the Mariners did a very Mariners thing to do and defied expectations, by, you know, winning. Decisively.
#season #things
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