Patrick wrote beautifully about the predictable September malaise that's settling in over the Mariners. Not only is the team losing but there's precious little to be optimistic about. We've all been through the cycle of looking for signs that the young players on the roster are improving and that the breakouts this franchise desperately needs are looming in 2014.
It's frustrating. I hate being this frustrated with this team but I'm unsure of how else to feel at this point. It has made writing incredibly difficult, as my nigh three week absence probably indicates. I don't want to write on Lookout Landing, the decade old beacon for thoughtful Mariner fans that the Mariners are pissing me off and I don't want to watch them. That sucks. It feels like there's something more to say. There is more to say. But it's lost to me amidst my anger at the thought of futility stretching out before me.
The trail of losses behind this team is so long that there's nothing but failure in the rearview. The scary thought is the road ahead looks very similar to the road behind.
Brandon Maurer - P
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