Sailors offer an exciting glimpse into the future, take the game from Braves 3-1

On a smoky and foggy night in Seattle, one night after the sailors failed to confront the cannons World Championship Champions, the young Mariners team bounced back, led by their young stars, their young stars next door, and their young stars next door to us.

Because if it wasn’t said before, it should be said now: George Kirby is a star. Connor said in the game thread that had it not been for Julio Rodriguez on this team, we’d be taking out our submerged sofas daily for the Westchester Wizard (the ZAM brand), and recruiting our heavy-duty fans into the Rye Wrecking Ball. (Brand me, and be nice, I’ve been in the park for nine hours.) Kirby himself is a strong, silent type, but even he couldn’t help but be a bit elated at describing his tailoring, which he obviously could now move to either side with such an amazing run. Oh, and by the way, the quad welder averaged 95 mph tonight. The welding line averaged 94 miles per hour. Good luck hitters.

“Maybe it was the best feeling,” he said with a small smile.

But the two-stringed Kirby didn’t work the night beating the mighty Atlanta squad. His slider and changer both produced their fair share of smells, along with the fast ball, all of which produced some pretty poor contact. Kirby allowed a one (1) ball hit at over 100 mph to the Atlanta speed players, and one song in the seventh inning was well positioned at the top of the area that was Dansby Swanson, who produced 23 From Atlanta hits tonight, he found it to his liking.

Also, Kirby heard there was a young contender on the hill tonight with a very good curve ball so he decided to apply for the job himself:

With Kirby spinning, I felt all sailors would need once to win. However, Kirby was facing young Atlanta star, Max Fried, and tonight he brought a bad change with him as well as an extra curve ball. The curve actually didn’t lock up the Navy’s hitters all that much. Five of Fried’s six hits came on the change (the other was a bad fastball and perfectly positioned on the corner to Cal Rally to finish the sixth inning and a threat from the Mariners). But, as Service said after the match, “We threw a little bit of Swaggerty on them.”

Give them the old clown –


This old magic Swaggerty. “He got a little bit of it,” Service said after the game, and if that’s not the best way to describe a baseball’s magical elf, I don’t know what is. Haggerty talked about the post-game how, with the regular cast, he became more comfortable as a defensive player; He actually feels like he’s starting to switch to a full-time outside player starting in 2019, and he seems to be getting to know this team, it’s his quickest path to playing regularly. And it’s very hard to argue that he shouldn’t currently start dealing with Jesse Winker, whose racket is sadly still locked in a frigid hibernation, especially as he continues to exonerate himself on either side of the ball.

Eugenio can’t see someone else hitting the house and doesn’t want to hit anyone either:

That blast (107.4 off the bat, the most hit ball in the game) gave the Mariners a solid 2-0 lead that seemed impossible, especially with Kirby dealing as it was.

In this swirling mist of the good sailors’ plays there was also a wonderful leap by Abraham Toro It should not go unnoticed. Unfortunately, fog also appears to have trapped some of the Mariners’ poor defense from last Wednesday at the T-Mobile confines, and there was also a mistake by JP, which resulted in the Braves getting their first run of the night. Remember how Swanson got the most hit ball against Kirby of the night in the seventh inning? The other most hit ball against Kirby (98.9 mph) also came in the seventh inning. After Philo dropped to 93 on the two strings and 95 on the four grabbers at that first bat, Austin Riley ambushed a first pitch slider who should have gone for double play to clear the bases, but JB Crawford fumbled the ball. This caused Service to signal Andres Muñoz to protect what had been a two-round lead, which became a one-time lead after best friend Matt Olson collided with a pick for a player to score a run. At this point, T-Mobile packed Atlanta fans (45K+) were starting to make their presence known, only to be shouted out instantly and loudly by the Mariners fans in attendance. Great job all. Especially you, the yellow hat. You did a great job.

I really think the surge in crowd noise shouting “Let’s go Mariners” fueled Muñoz here:

The charged sailors were answering the lone Atlanta voyage right away. Julio Rodríguez continued to make his case for Rookie of the Year, smoking double (106 mph!) off his old friend Jesse Chavez at the bottom of seventh-place scoring Adam Frazier, who walked, with the ease of a multi-talented world sitting in the SATs . This 3-1 lead will provide an air-conditioned room with air purifier, fast internet, and a squash sofa for Eric Swanson and Paul Swald, who relaxed like kings of the desert/frozen tundra they are and set up the bottom and top, respectively, of the Atlanta lineup without incident; Sewald scored two more strikes, only to put a small bow on things for the homeowners who stayed and cheered the whole time.

It was the perfect end to a perfect night at the stadium, apart from the misty clouds above. More importantly, it was a bit like looking forward to what it could be, with this mix of ingredients the sailors assembled for a playoff potion: a jug of young budding ice; A young star signed to wear your team’s colors for a long time; Consistent performance from a major acquisition to veteran; lock down. And a generous helping of that magic that special teams have, a potion that seems to be getting stronger as the post-season approaches.

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