A well-fought contest evens the series for Seattle.
The pregame crew talked up
Dodgers/
Yankees as the marquee matchup of the evening, and indicated that they’d have a small coalition of viewers disappointed to learn that they’d be treated to Twins/Mariners instead.
Well, the joke is on all of us. The Dodgers were up 10-0 in the second inning and won 18-2. The Twins and Mariners, meanwhile, followed up last night’s high-stakes affair with another intense, back-and-forth, thrilling national game.
Let’s get into it.
Having a guy Matt Wallner in the middle of the lineup is a major boon for any major-league team, so imagine what having the actual Matt Wallner is like. Well, tonight, the Twins didn’t have to imagine — they witnessed reality borne before them, when Wally clobbered a two-run dinger in his first at-bat back off the IL.
But the good times can’t last forever, as the 3-0 lead was quickly manscaped to a 3-2 score by none other than Big Dumper, who extends his major-league record for homers smashed by a catcher before June. It was a tip-your-cap kind of swing, beating a Bailey Ober offering, out of the zone by a decent margin.
After that, the —
Uh-oh!
ALARM DELAY!
Yes, you’ve heard me correctly ... the fourth inning began with an alarm delay, with all fire alarms and their associated strobing lights kicking into gear around the entirety of T-Mobile Park. After multiple attempts to restart the system without success, the crew chief took the mic to deliver a fire department-related announcement, only to be interrupted mid-speech by the alarm finally turning off ten minutes later.
It was fine, because it gave me a chance to tune in a little harder to 1991’s
True Colors, which I had playing on my adjoining CRT TV. (I’ve seen it before; I’d never disrespect the raw sexual chemistry between John Cusack and James Spader on display in this film by relegating it to mere background viewing unless I’d already seen it. At times, its political rise-and-fall narrative was as interesting as some of the quieter innings in this one.)
Anyway, a combination of lengthy delays and frequent full counts led to Bailey Ober’s removal from the game in the fifth inning with 97 pitches chucked, runners on the corners, nobody out, and Cal Raleigh due up again.
With T-Mobile Park suddenly electric, Louis Varland was summoned to slam the door on Seattle’s snowballing momentum, and did just that with a brilliant curve-laden pitch sequence that struck Raleigh out looking on a fastball over the heart of the plate. Then he got Julio Rodriguez swinging late on a fireball at the top of the zone, and induced an outfield pop from Randy Arozarena to escape the inning with the lead intact.
Varland’s inning included five whiffs across three batters faced and generated effusive praise from national broadcasters Jason Benetti and Adam Wainwright, which would probably make any young pitcher feel good about themselves (but probably not as good as this article made him feel. Here’s lookin’ at you, Lou!)
Well, then the vibes went down the drain.
After a night’s worth of a larger strike zone than the rulebook probably suggests, home plate umpire Austin Jones got fed up by the feedback, and — in a manner that I will happily describe as reactionary — ejected Carlos Correa for an unknown comment from the on-deck circle. It was the first ejection of Correa’s entire career, and while we’re not sure yet what prompted it, Correa’s immediate fiery reaction suggested that it might have been a bit of a snap judgment on the part of the home plate umpire.
Corroborating this take is the fact that Rocco Baldelli had sprinted out of the dugout and nearly reached Jones before the ejection arm had come all the way down; he himself was tossed seconds later, and both manager and shortstop remained on the field getting their money’s worth for an extended period.
It was the sort of emotional boost the Mariners needed.
Facing Jorge Alcala in the home seventh, they swung the lead around to their side with one swing of the bat.
The Mariners, whose overtaxed bullpen has been pulling routine double overtime shifts this week, had little room to bend, let alone break, with six outs left to record. So when the eighth began with a Wallner HBP and a Willi Castro bloop single, it looked like the bending was on.
But a brutal blunder handed struggling M’s reliever Kowar a gift from the baseball gods; Kody Clemens lined out to left, and Wallner was promptly doubled off second base in a momentum-crushing TOOTBLAN blow.
So, Carlos Vargas was called upon to throw for the third straight day, and it was down to a Ryan Jeffers/Byron Buxton/Trevor Larnach contingent to attempt to tie this game for the last time.
You know what they say about speed?
Well, this is what it do.
With one out, Buxton chopped a ball maybe 45 feet back to the pitcher. But Vargas, knowing the fleet Buxton was already flying down the line, rushed the throw crazy-style and chucked it down the right field line. Buxton took the requisite extra base, and then said, “Double it and give it to the next guy,” taking third as well.
Suddenly, the entire complexion of the game had changed again. And with Buxton now 90 feet away from tying the game, it didn’t take much for Larnach to play the hero again; he dutifully donned the cap and singled Buck in with a liner into right.
4-4.
So, the buck was again passed to Seattle, increasingly motivated to avoid extra innings due to the nature of a bullpen aggressively approaching “last-legs” territory. So rookie Cole Young singled his way aboard (his first major-league knock), and J.P. Crawford, the earlier hero, hit a bloop double that Harrison Bader retrieved quickly enough to hold the winning run at third with two outs.
For acting manager Jayce Tingler, the ensuing decision to walk Cal Raleigh to face Julio Rodriguez proved a near-immediate call. And Griffin Jax, who’d already induced two aggressive swings-and-misses, got J-Rod a third time on a diving changeup out of the zone to preserve the tie and send both sides to extras — again.
So, in the top of the 10th, Minnesota’s lineup went to work against a Mariners team lacking any remaining arms that would make Seattle fans be like, “Yeah! He’s rested AND good this year!” It was Collin Snider who got the gig, walking his first hitter, then giving up a single to Kody Clemens after a brilliant 11-pitch at-bat.
But because this game didn’t have enough drama yet, Wallner was canned on the bases again — this time attempting a score, cut down by an immaculate throw by J-Rod from center field. And Harrison Bader’s 5-4-3 double play set up a grim outlook for Minnesota, who now faced the prospect of pitching to the Mariners with the winning run at second base to start the home 10th.
But the Mariners ran straight into the Jhoan Duran buzzsaw in their half, inducing weak contact, and a pivotal strikeout looking to Mitch Garver, to send an energized Twins lineup back into the box for the 11th inning.
This, of course, made it all the tougher to swallow when Minnesota — who put runners on the corners with nobody out — exited the 11th without a run to show for it. After a bunt pushed the winning run to third in Seattle’s half, Cole Sands faced the aforementioned Young — young both in name and, you know, earth years — with a chance to be the ultimate hero in his first big-league game.
No, he didn’t hit it very hard. But he hit a weak chopper just weakly enough to Ty France, and just slowly enough to allow time for the Manfred Mann to slide in safely, just ahead of an on-time tag from Ryan Jeffers.
Ballgame.
COURTESY: Baseball Savant
There’s not much more to say about this one after 1300 words. It’s the kind of loss that would have felt unrecoverable about four weeks ago; instead, it’s a well-earned win for the Mariners after the Twins stunned them on Friday night. It’s a hard-fought loss for a Twins team that continues to prove they can stage huge comebacks and record pivotal outs in crucial moments — just maybe not for 11 innings in a row, but hey, who can? Not me.
I don’t even play baseball.
I don’t think any of us do. Sound off in the comments if you are currently being rostered by a major-league team.