Hello fellow Mariner fan! If you're not a fan of the famous (and possibly infamous by now) M's, I hope you enjoy your stay at this lovely blog we have going. Take a seat, grab a cup of coffee or whatever beverage tickles your fancy and read along as we traverse the rocky landscape that is Mariners baseball.
I've only recently begun taking over for the previous writer, Mr. Henrickson, and will attempt to not sully this blog's good name. In other words, hopefully I can do this without boring you to tears and keep you interested long enough to get to the end of a paragraph. I'll attempt to keep up with, if not every game, at least every series, and give you easy to swallow nuggets of summation. If you choke, please, don't come to me. It'd probably be a good idea to get the nearest person's attention and have them help you. If you're alone, chew before you swallow! What's the matter with you?!
At any rate, if you have criticism of the constructive variety, feel free to email me and set me back on the path. If it's just flat out criticism, feel free to walk outside and yell at the top of your lungs. Hopefully the neighbors will hear, turn to each other and ask, "Honey, who is that crazy man out there?" "I don't know dear. I think its the crazy neighbor from across the way."
I wanted to get this intro post out of the way and start with the end of the Twins series. Welcome to the ride we've both decided was a good idea. Hopefully we can keep the screaming down to a minimum.