Maybe this sounds like loser talk to you.
It certainly isn’t the kind of thing you’d hear out of Gene Hackman’s mouth in “Hoosiers” or Al Pacino’s in “Any Given Sunday.”
No whoops or cheers have ever followed a speech in which an MLB manager said “OK boys, let’s go show the world we can win 83 games!” But let’s be real — for the Mariners, that would be a good total.
Think of this year as the first month in a bodybuilding program in which the Mariners are David Spade. Their sixth-worst bullpen ERA last year represents six-inch biceps, their baserunning blunders are yardstick thighs, and their 76 wins are the ribs sticking out of their chest.