Some books are so good they are impossible to put down. Some books, despite obviously being bad, have enough enjoyable parts that you still power through to the end, hoping to satiate your curiosity about how a particular plot thread resolves. At times the Seattle Mariners have been both of these things for me this season. Today, they were neither. Today, I found no joy in the Seattle Mariners as they fell 2-9 to the Baltimore Orioles.
Perhaps I set myself up for failure, for allowing myself to hope, despite being well acquainted with the volatility of baseball.