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Insanity

Seattle was down 8-1 by the end of the fifth inning. Both starter Robbie Ray and reliable reliever Paul Sewald absolutely got rocked and it looked like we were destined for game three.

Captain Slapdick gave them a one-run lead in the top of the ninth after a Cal Raleigh double. That double down the right field line came right capped an absolutely insane come back that included a Carlos Santana three-run shot and a bases clearing double from JP Crawford that saw George Springer and Bo Bichette collide…and Springer was carried out on the cart.

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There is so much that can be said, and will be said about this historic come back win for Seattle. But only one word comes to mind for me.

Insanity.

It felt absolutely depressing when you saw Sewald melt down and another four runs cross the plate. There was a sense that we were destined for a game three on Sunday with Logan Gilbert on the bump.

Instead we got an Adam Frazier (of all fucking people) double down the right field line. Then George Kirby made his first post season appearance, gave up one walk and that was it. The Mariners are headed to the ALDS after completing the road sweep in Toronto.

This has been an amazing postseason thus far, and something tells me it’s far from over. Especially with this pitching staff.

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Of those ten runs, Toronto starter Kevin Gausman was responsible for four of them after he loaded the bases in the fifth. The reliever that replaced him three a wild pitch and all of the sudden it was 8-2 Blue Jays.

That should have been our warning, a warning that this team would not good or quit. If that wasn’t enough of a warning, Santana’s three run shot shortly after was. As Randy Marsh once said, “I didn’t hear no bell.”

A sixth run would cross in the eighth when Raleigh hit a single to score Eugenio Suárez. Runs seven, right, and nine would score thanks to John. Paul. Crawford.

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Then Captain Slapdick came through in the ninth.

Insanity.

Get ready Houston, we’re fucking coming and we aren’t fucking around.

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