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Do I like that timeless switch-hitting slugger Carlos Santana (no relation) ripped an eighth-inning, two-run homerun off yung ace Alek Manoah, besting George Springer's solo shot that opened the scoring just one inning previous in this Manoah/Ray pitcher's duel (more like a pitchers rule [both guys rule])? No, certainly not; but I respect it. A somewhat runaway afternoon nap following a (thoroughly successful but necessarily intense) morning of 13U/16U and 5U/7U girls' league baseball coaching meant I was well-positioned to listen to this west coast game all the way to the finish even if it hadn't been the brisk affair that it was. Earlier, uponst TV (or the stream of it), it was nice to see Robbie Ray again, his pants a little less tight than I'd remembered, his grunts slightly less guttural. He was sure fired up when he got out of bases-loaded, nobody-out jam early! I definitely felt the opposite way about it! But good for him. He's been a whole lot closer to a league-average pitcher than I am sure he would like to be this season with Seattle, but he did not appear league-average on this occasion. Tremendous vibes all night from a sellout crowd of 41 210 that seemed split pretty much right down the middle, almost like a big soccer game but without any truly menacing "ultras." The Blue Jays and Mariners are 1977 expansion cousins and I have long maintained that we should all be friendly friends together.
KS
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