I can look at the numbers a dozen times over, comprehend their meaning, and still refuse their conclusion - there’s no way the Mariners have merely allowed runs to score in the first inning in barely 1/3rd of their games. Time after time I’ve flipped the game on to see the team mid-shoveling, excavating their own graves for the night like a bunch of planful corpses. Even if it’s less than a certainty, allowing 56 runs in the first 76 opportunities is plenty dreadful. To combat this premature burial, the Mariners have embraced a strategy that captured the imagination of many last year: The Opener.