A preview of absence
I have a confession to make, delivered here, away from the prying eyes of my fellow staffers, to be discovered only once they wake up on the West Coast to a hollow holiday: I don’t mind how the Mariners play this year, or most years. At least, not directly.
I would like them to win, for their players to thrive, and their record to soar up the standings. Competent, well-played baseball is a treat, and much of the reason MLB...