Roenis Elias whipped his head around only to watch something he didn’t want to see. The echoing sound off the bat and the sheer violence of the swing from Kole Calhoun and his cartoon-sized forearms should have been enough.
Even the announced crowd of 28,128 knew the outcome, letting out a collective gasp and groan immediately after the ball connected with Calhoun’s maple bat.
And yet, Elias couldn’t help it. He glared at the baseball-sized comet until it landed in the seats in right-center. His irritated gaze had no effect on its flight path or the inevitable outcome it would yield – yet another loss for the Mariners.