Ken Griffey, Junior is coming back home.
He's pitched Pepsi before, so let's call it the 'Right Choice.' Needless to say, as a lifelong Junior fan with the Nike Swingman tattooed on my right arm, I am exceedingly happy.
Shoot, one of the deciding factors in my relocation to Seattle was Griff and the Mariners. I've been watching Reds and White Sox gamecasts online for years. I've poured over the stats. I've read almost every quote ever to come out of Junior's mouth.
Mildly obsessed? Majorly.
When all the Garret Anderson or Griffey talk was going on, I was flabbergasted. I thought Seattle front office blunders would again reinforce my hatred for the organization.
They let Griffey go the first time by not inking him to a long-term deal. They never make trades for the post-season run. Never.
But then, Griffey chose the Emerald City and the clouds over the Seattle sports scene have begun to break up.
The future is wide open. Of course, I'm not expecting 60 homers and 150 RBI. I'm realistic. But realistically, I can see Griffey putting 30 over the fence and driving in 100.
He might be the missing piece that galvanizes the 100-loss team.
Harold Reynolds' insight into Griffey's agonizing decision-making days were the most in depth I've seen. Reynolds had it right, Seattle has a more realistic chance of being a contender than the Braves have of overtaking the world-champion Philadelphia Phillies or the New York Mets.
The pitching is reinvigorated. Are you watching 2007 first-round draft pick Canadian right-hander Phillippe Aumont in the World Baseball Classic right now?
Get him in the show. The guy is big with heat, and he can break one off. I would love to see him in Seattle before the all-star break.
Miguel Batista will refire. Erik Bedard with put the 'K' back in his name.
Griffey will unite the clubhouse.
Garret Anderson caught the injury bug Friday, hurting soft tissue in his calf. I feel for him, but thank goodness we didn't sign him, we've got a mission.
The American League West is not out of the question. The Mariners have penciled in some of the answers.
After all, the champions on paper are rarely hoisting the World Series trophy come October.
About Me
- samcam
- Seattle, WA
- I looked at everything and felt fine with it. You know, at peace. Not that everything was perfect. But it was life. I was living it, and that alone felt pretty damn good. But there was more than that. Much more. An unexplainable amount of goodness more. It was all this good stuff that made it even better. Worth it. Fun.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
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