Get Ready With Me: Mariners Win 1-0 in the Background

Logan Gilbert tossed six scoreless innings and the bullpen stepped up behind him to snap the Mariners six-game losing streak with a 1-0 win against the Yankees.

We’ve reached the part of the season where I’m mostly watching for the love of baseball. I think we all know by now this whole “2026 Mariners” thing probably isn’t going to work out. Maybe it’s the great Dan Wilson conspiracy. Maybe it’s the bad hitting, pitching, fielding and base running. Maybe it’s a nuanced third thing. I don’t really care anymore, which I guess is kind of the point.

One thing I love about following a team from Pacific Time is the occasional morning baseball game. When I was in elementary school the Mariners played a game in Boston that started very early (I think it was this game). I remember pestering the bus driver until she agreed to put it on the radio for the 30 minutes or so it took to get to school. It’s a small example of how baseball — even awful baseball — tends to sneak itself into the background of life and help breakup the monotony of the week.

So rather than recap this baseball game, let’s just recap my morning, with baseball.

I woke up at 9:30 or so. Well, actually I woke up on the couch at about 6:30 when my wife began her morning routine. I’ve been tremendously sick this week, with some sort of upper respiratory infection that, perhaps coincidentally, began after spending too much time in Spokane’s wild fire smoke this weekend. I’ve been sleeping long, weird hours, trying not to let my incessant hacking and sniffling disturb the flow of our household. After moving to bed and getting another three hours of sleep, I woke up feeling pretty good for the first time in several days. This is one of the great natural highs of life, to find yourself on the other side of sickness. It was a good day from the start.

With only a few moderate coughs, I got ready myself, then fed the animals and took the dog out, making sure to go far enough down the sidewalk to space out her toxic piss from last night’s relief. We live in a long line of identical town houses, but ours is identifiable by the patch of dead grass out front. Whoops.

Back indoors I quickly realized we’re out of coffee beans and added “walk to coffee shop” to my list of morning ablutions. But first, the game preview. Yes, in sickness and in health, the show must go on here at Lookout Landing, so I quickly wrote a few paragraphs that nobody read (me neither) to preview Thursday’s affair. Once that was published, I turned my attention to my actual work-from-home job, sending emails, updating spreadsheets, loading data, and filling myself in on the last few days. The game started in the background at about 10:35. Not long after, I saw a camera flip and zoom in on the left field wall, revealing Weston Wilson had snuck a solo homer over the fence against the excellent Max Fried. That’s baseball, I guess.

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It was close enough to noon after the bottom of the fourth that I decided to go get that coffee. I doused myself in sunscreen, leashed up the dog, and set out for the trail. Our dog, Arrow, is a German Shorthaired Pointer, which means she has a sort of manic energy that keeps the leash taut. She’s also eight-plus with fairly severe arthritis, so she generally slows down after about five minutes, preferring to roll in the grass than move forward. That’s OK, as Gameday implied there was little reason to rush back. It was actually the first beautiful day in Spokane in weeks, with the smoke from our wildfires having moved on to pester other regions (sorry). The trail was packed, with plenty of Spokanites taking advantage of what’s likely a brief window of blue sky. It was nice to see the familiar faces (and snouts) of the neighborhood again. I got a 16 oz iced Americano and finished it by the time I’d returned for the seventh.

The score was still 1-0, back at my desk. Logan Gilbert was no longer on the mound, having been removed after six scoreless innings. I can’t claim to have seen much of it, but the stats imply he was sharp. His velocity was up, and he got 15 whiffs, seven strikeouts, and a ton of weak contact. The Mariners pitching has been really bad of late, with the starters struggling to work deep into games (especially on the road) and the bullpen shallow behind them. While the lineup and Dan Wilson will steal most of the post-mortem for the season, the second-half cratering from the pitching staff is why the Mariners are no longer even mediocre. Gilbert offered a nice change of pace.

Eduard Bazardo was on the mound in the seventh. He got two quick outs, then made things interesting by walking consecutive batters. After working Amed Rosario 0-2 on four straight pitches right down the middle, he threw a fifth pitch up-and-away that Rosario took for a ball. Jhonny Pereda challenged and ABS confirmed it had just nicked the zone for strike three. It was Pereda’s fourth correct challenge of the game, and his third challenge resulting in a strikeout. There haven’t been a lot of bright spots for the Mariners this year, but it’s been a joy to watch Pereda exhibit competence as a backup catcher, especially on defense.

And then suddenly, Aaron Goldsmith was announcing “no wiggle room” for Andrés Muñoz heading into the bottom of the ninth with a 1-0 lead. I figured I’d tune in for this part. He got a groundout, then a pair of strikeouts to end the game 1-0. Not a bad way to start the day.