Mitch Haniger and Ty France come to work on a Sunday so sailors and astronauts can relax in the sun

Mitch Haniger and Ty France come to work on a Sunday so sailors and astronauts can relax in the sun

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Could it be that we could all be lucky enough to have a pair of coworkers like Mitch Haniger and Ty France. Feeling bad and need a covered shift? Ty’s got you. Far behind and feeling overwhelmed Mitch can recoup some of that hard work and vouch for you at the next big meeting. Your starting No. 7 and No. 8 pitchers, a waiver request, a minor league signatory, a converted mediocre AAA newbie, and a rapper with three saves already in less than three weeks inexplicably create a single hitter, but you still are not surpass your opponents?


There are many days when the score in the box doesn’t tell the whole story, but today my job could be as easy as slapping that image and letting anyone who hasn’t witnessed the live game figure it out. what happened:

Can you find our heroes?
Baseball scientist

For much of the afternoon, the Seattle Mariners seemed more interested in a faithfully crafted sequel to last night’s Zack Greinke gem than a brave start to the genre. Despite a great first run where they pushed Astros starter Jake Odorizzi to nearly 40 pitches and went through a run on a single Evan White, the Houston signatory in early spring appeared to straighten the spaceship and walk through the fourth, seeing his team tie the match on a solar double missed by José Marmolejos in left field which…

See. I am upset that this was not taken. It’s no gimme game, and we’ve seen the Sun become much better defenders than Marmo, but looking back, that was the difference between a one-hitter and a no-hitter. I appreciate that Marmo, pictured above with .806 OPS in the box scoring, is one of the four good hitters currently in the Seattle daily roster, and I can’t wait for someone to come back from IT or be called to take its representatives. . In all fairness, he might be suitable for several decent teams who need a 1B / cOF, including the national organization which has never called him in over half a decade.

BUT, it was a 99.7 mph laser that flew at 379 feet. Across most of the park, there are three points instead of one on that 88.7 mph mid-average fastball from Nick Margevicius to a left-handed-masher at Aledmys Díaz. It’s not even, barely worst case scenario, and I won’t lose sleep on him or Marmo himself.

Who will likely lose sleep will be Jake Odorizzi and Myles Straw, who conspired to open the game in Seattle late in the 5th. Taylor Trammell smashed a single, Tom Murphy lined up and JP Crawford, for all his weaknesses, took a step, putting the top of the range at the level of the white dwarves able to do damage despite the relative lack of punch in the rear half of the order has been put in place. Who but Mitch?

Mitch, on a cursor that could hardly have been better located, went ~ 400 feet and narrowly dodged Straw’s mention of Willie Mays:


Houston picked up despondent Odorizzi in favor of southpaw Brooks Raley, who made two throws before receiving a one-time offer to buy his 100% timeshare business, effective immediately in Edgar’s Cantina. Let me do a quick scientific assessment of people who knew, just like Dave Sims, that this was a certified Yukon Gold song from the start.

Good eye, Mario

I said before that I was a Dave Sims fan, which wasn’t always the case. He makes mistakes, sees soft balls that don’t travel and sometimes has hilarious blunders. But at times like this, The Sims win it all for me and more. The energy, 9k fans and all, is palpable and The Sims matches it. A decade of working with Mike Blowers has made for a somewhat surprisingly delicious broadcast duet, but these hits, where Sims opens the room with his boil and then Blowers comes up with a more staid, but happy and proud piece of analysis, evokes some. better calls of the two, like the unforgettable Nelson Cruz lifesaver bomb in Game 161. This year’s squad has already given them more work than I had hoped for.

Seattle (read: Haniger and France) added two more runs in the 7th with a pair of doubles, but with the way their enclosure filled things up, they could have done it early. Margevicius came out early in the 5th with what initially appeared to be an injury, but was later flagged as simply fatigue, and Ljay Newsome earned himself a beer bath after the game with two shutout executives to win. his first career victory.

Even more exciting, Seattle once again used its best relievers in its higher leverage situations, winning the fun of millions (read: me). Anthony Misiewicz confused Kyle Tucker after a 3-2 HBP to Jason Castro in relief from Casey Sadler in the 7th with a runner to quell the closest thing to a goal threat Houston posed in the back half of the game. In the 8th, as the heart of the exhausted Astros team approached, Scott Servais trusted Rafael Montero, still the club’s best lifter despite the initial difficulties. Montero landed Yuli Gurriel, Michael Brantley and Carlos Correa over 10 lengths without any trace of danger.

A success on Sunday. A serial victory. Another sparkling clue of what this club may be able to do as it fills up in the future. Thank your local Mitch and Ty.

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