SAMMAMISH — If you want to see Mel Stottlemyre glow — and that’s not always easy these days, considering the hell he’s been through — just mention his oldest son’s decision to follow his path into coaching.
“I can’t tell you how good that made me feel,’’ said Stottlemyre, 74, sitting on the back porch of his Sammamish home on one of his good days. “It was sort of a stamp of approval of what I had done with my life.”
When Mel Stottlemyre Jr., the Mariners’ first-year pitching coach, ponders what his father has done with his life, it’s with a similar glow, one of pride, admiration and deep love.