Yankee-Mariner Thoughts.

As the bear 'round here hails from the green Northwest, some thoughts on tonight's game. Seattle at times does not seem to be fielding a major league club, instead resembling some of those PCL teams he's always gushing about. The Mariners now employ someone named T.J. Bohn, who is startlingly harsh on the eyes. Our announcers pronounced it 'bon', but I sense the name was changed by its sub-Weaver owner some time ago to avoid the embarrassment of being known as Bone. There was also a Snelling, and of course their own hustling Eckstein/Erstad disaster, Willie Bloomquist, hit second. Wow. We also got to see both halves of the Indians' first base platoon, and some Ichiro antics (2-for-4 with a nice catch; the go-to cliche there is 'theatrics'). Randy Johnson give up four runs through three to this non-lineup and ended up going eight in an effort to fool us into thinking it a positive. The fans distinguished themselves in the ninth, standing the whole time and lustily booing Alex Rodriguez, who struck out against J.J. Putz (I do not mourn Chris Berman) to end the game. The Mariners are a dead team, but took 2 out of 3. I can only wish them the same luck against the Red Sox.