A quick note on yesterday’s Mariners’ game: apparently the kid, better known as Andrew Moore, doesn’t have a problem with pressure. Seven innings, six hits, three runs, four strikeouts, and no walks. Not bad. Not bad at all. Welcome to the big leagues.
Not so much so for Max Povse who also made his MLB debut last night, coming on in relief for Moore: two-thirds of an inning, four hits, three runs, one strikeout. At least he didn’t walk anyone either. Hopefully he’s got that out of his system and he’ll settle down in his next appearance.
Anyway, the Ms are a game over .500 for the first time this season, in sole possession of second place in the AL West–12.5 games behind Houston.
The Mariners had excellent baseball weather. Really. IMNSO, a high in the low seventies and clear skies is just about perfect.
It wasn’t that nice here. Our high was 99. That was outside. Inside, upstairs where I hang out–because that’s where my computer is–it was hotter.
You know who else hangs out upstairs? Rufus.
Do you know what happens to cats when it’s hot?
Their bones turn into jelly, and you wind up with furry puddles of feline scattered around the floor.
Rufus, he’s no dummy. He found a spot directly in front of the air conditioner, and he spent the day like this:
Yes, I made sure he was breathing before I took the picture. Just to be certain.
Tomorrow is supposed to be cooler. I can’t wait.
Neither can Rufus.
Zuzu is wondering how her beloved banana toy found its way to Rufus’ house.
Congratulations to your Mariners! The Orioles were over .500 … but it seems like a lifetime ago.
Please assure Zuzu that it’s not her banana. The banana toys are very popular here as well, especially with large, obnoxious, tuxedo-clad critters. We’ve got several of the around the place.
Anything more than about 15 minutes is a lifetime when it comes to a sub-.500 record. Hang in there; they’ll get back into positive territory. And it’ll only have felt like a couple of lifetimes.