As Josh Wilson flags down a pop fly, Michael Saunders has a chilling flashback to a tragic accident below a burning high-rise.
Saunders: You were just in front of me Wilson: Now I'm over here! Saunders: But how? Wilson: Magic! Bullpen: :applause:
With Sean White on the mound, Michael Saunders attempts to catch a beach ball hit into play, prompting Daren Brown to prepare a lesson on understanding hyperbolic metaphors.
Saunders: It clearly says "for dinger hitters only" like right there Wilson: gotta go
The Mariner bullpen applauds a running catch by Josh Wilson while Garrett Olson rides an imaginary rollercoaster.
In a showdown of spectator chicken, the Mariner bullpen cheers the fans as the fans cheer the game.
Given how little visible reason there is to believe he's a professional athlete, behind his back might be the worst possible place for Josh Wilson to keep his baseball glove.
Saunders: Kentucky bluegrass? This is like 90% red fescue. What are we playing on, the prairie? Wilson: Play the game and quit being a lil bitch
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