Musings about, um... well, the Seattle Mariners as well as a love affair with this game baseball. By Peter J. White
"The Yoda thing. Well, many people have asked me this and it's hard to explain to a person why I write the name of an ugly looking green guy in my autograph. I do it not because of what he looks like. It started back when I watched Star Wars every day for about 5 years, all through my high school years. I do it because it's my focal point. To me a focal point is something to get your mind off worrying about your technique. When I'm feeling down or unconfident I go back to what he said to Luke Skywalker on planet Endor just when Luke is about to fight Darth Vader in 'Return of the Jedi'. He says, 'Try not, do or do not, there is no try'. It's a mental thing and it works for me. People say I'm immature for having it and believing it but bottom line is I'm twisted and it works for me."
"There was a new addition to the Mariners clubhouse yesterday -- a 2 1/2-foot-tall figurine of Yoda from 'Star Wars.' It arrived after noon and resides in front of rookie outfielder Chris Snelling's locker. His nickname, not surprisingly, is 'Yoda.'
"'I've always wanted one of these,' Snelling said. 'I got it off eBay'" (P-I).
8:35 p.m. Non-baseball bands took the first few slots, but now Sandfrog, fronted by Scott Spezio [sic] (he of the recent World Series champion Anaheim Angels, now of the Seattle Mariners) hits the stage. Spezio [sic] is a bona fide headbanging grunge rocker. This is possibly the most surreal experience of my entire life, at least until later, when Gammons plays. With the Paradise amps all set on '11,' Sandfrog doesn't sound half bad. Theo and Gammons, stageside, are smiling and apparently digging it.
"Nothing happens in baseball? Are you out of your f*cking mind? Free agents are signed every day. There's genocide, war, corruption. Every f*cking day, somewhere in the world, somebody sacrifices his life to save someone else. Every f*cking day, someone, somewhere makes a conscious decision to destroy someone else! People find love, people lose it! For Christ's sake, a child watches her mother beaten to death on the steps of a church. Someone gets traded. Somebody else betrays his best friend for a woman. If you can't find that stuff in baseball, then you, my friend, don't know crap about baseball! And why the F*CK are you wasting my two precious minutes with your blog? I don't have any use for it. I don't have any bloody use for it!"
Rodriguez holds the single-season Cuban strikeout record, having fanned 263 in 178-1/3 innings three years ago and he is the only pitcher in post-revolution Cuba history to throw a perfect game. [Agent Henry] Vilar said a half-dozen teams, including the Yankees, Red Sox, Mets, Mariners and Rangers, are interested in him. Vilar has used the four-year $32 million contract the Yankees gave fellow defector Jose Contreras in December 2002 as a measuring stick for Rodriguez' asking price.
"The anticipated loss of Mike Cameron required someone to play center field. Melvin's call was to have Ichiro remain in right, and how could anyone argue with the manager's extreme reluctance 'to move the best right fielder in the league, if not in the game'" (Times).