The M’s have scratched their way back into this game, but I don’t think I’ve had a moment that more sums up my feelings about this season than when Boone got thrown out in the top of the fourth.
Bottom of the third: Moyer’s in a battle with an unlikely opponent and then boom, he’s given up four runs. I blink. Moyer? I’ve seen this I don’t know how many times this season, and I still don’t believe it when it happens.
Then top of the fourth, Boone gets thrown out at home by decent margin after being waved around by Dave “Snelling Crippler” Myers. Inning over. Mariners give up four and then run themselves out of an inning.
That’s my season: frustration at the coaching, at the constant stupid little things that go wrong, mixed with disbelief that in a matchup between Moyer and Towers, it was Moyer who got tagged with four runs early in the game.
This team doesn’t need a new manager and a new GM, it needs an entirely new staff with a cadre of exorcists, wiccans, motivational speakers, Feng Shui experts, and whoever else wants to take a crack at chasing these demons away. Ugh.