The last time I watched a baseball game, Griffey was still a Mariner.
Since then, I've come to hate it.
Baseball's slow, there are 18 quadrillion games and I can only keep track of so many Hernandezs. Hence the hatred. Except for that one time when a certain friend of mine got baked with me and explained why the Oakland A's always make it to the playoffs. It seemed brilliant for about a half-hour.
Despite my decade-long feud with baseball, I watched the Mariners beat the holy hell out of the Twins tonight and it was great.
Granted, I was cooking dinner and not totally playing attention, but the game seemed to move a lot faster than I remember. I kind of want to watch another game.
It's still not football, or even basketball, but it'll do until the NFL preseason starts.
Full circle. Man, I feel old.
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One of us! One of us! HAHAHAHAHA! Anyway, there's a lot to like about this years team. And we can get baked again this summer and watch a couple games. Also the NBA play-offs aren't too far away, long live King James!!!
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