The baseball gods giveth, and the baseball gods taketh away.
From the Mariners, the baseball gods have mostly taketh. I don’t need to run down the list of times our meek team has been smote by the unfathomable deities that rule the baseball diamond. You have lived through the long, playoff-less seasons and watched the years of unconscionably cruel performances. To appease them, the trident was jettisoned and a new ballpark was built in honor of the heroes on the field.
You may remember, then, those years when the gods smiled upon our team, when they blessed our fandom with an abundance of gifts.