Friday night, the alpha-bulls that are the Seattle Mariners
and the Baltimore Orioles locked horns in a VERY IMPORTANT BASEBALL GAME. This was
a big one. The date was August 2, 2013, and there would be only one chance. If
the Mariners won, the August 2, 2013 championship belt would be theirs for all
eternity. If they lost, the Mariners would have to forever cope with the fact
that they had lost on August 2, 2013. No success, no matter how great, could
ever erase the fact of that defeat. The blemish would stand forever, laughing
from the pages of the record books, cruelly taunting the Mariners with the
harsh right angle of its capital “L”. Needless to say, the Mariners really wanted
to win.
Unfortunately for the Mariners, the Orioles also wanted to
win, and in the sport of baseball each game can have only one winner. The two teams
would have to fight it out, dueling with the weapons that they had all worked
so hard to master: wooden sticks, leather balls, and leather gloves. The terms
of combat would be as they always were: the teams would take turns, alternately
throwing balls and swinging sticks. Each team would need to advance its runners
along the basepaths by hitting the ball between the white lines and getting to
the first base before the other team got the ball to the first base, unless the
other team caught the ball before it touched the ground, in which case it
wouldn’t matter who got to the first base first, and also there were other
bases and the first base didn’t really matter to the actual scoring, and also
sometimes things would happen without the ball being hit at all. This was the
most sensible way of settling matters.
Sadly, the Mariners lost, thanks to an obscure baseball rule
that states that the team with the most runs is the winner. It was a bitter
pill to swallow, as the Mariners had really scored quite a good number of runs
in their innings, and usually teams that score that many runs win. After the
game, the Mariners eagerly pointed at the number of runs that they had scored
(8), and also raved about the number of times that they had hit the ball over
the fence between the white lines (4). This was success, they insisted. This
was what the people wanted. But the rules were the rules, and the Mariners were
forced to concede defeat. Tragic.
They’ll play again tonight, and that game will be equally
unique and once-in-a-lifetime, just like all the rest of them. I know I’m
excited. How excited? I JUST TURNED ON CAPS LOCK. THAT’S HOW EXCITED. GO MARINERS!
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