These exhibition games really were a perfectly pleasant idea. Give some fans a chance to get in the door cheap, sit in great seats for a price they’d never get them for; even the weather cooperated, with moderate temperatures and sun for today’s tilt. Really, it was everything you could ask for of March baseball in Seattle. Looking back on it, there’s only one thing I felt was really missing: the Mariners. It turns out, you see, that it is very difficult—maybe impossible—to make professional baseball players travel halfway around the world, play two exhibition games, play two real games, fly back across aforesaid half of the world, take like two days to recover, tops, and that doesn’t include throwing out the chicken thighs in the fridge that Ryon Healy forgot to microwave before he left town, go and entertain and interact with fans at T-Mobile Park through the weekend, and show up Monday bright-eyed and bushy-tailed to play two quite literally meaningless games against a team of hapless friars and Eric Hosmer.
Mariners Do Baseball Equivalent of Forgetting to Buy Beer for College Party
