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Tuesday February 04, 2025
Athletics Athletics
The team so shite they named it twice. Not the Mariners, by the way, the team we're playing at the end of March.
I get it, they're rootless. They were in Oakland, they're eventually supposed to be in Vegas, for now (I guess?) it's Sacramento. But c'mon, Marketing, choose a city. Athletics Athletics is just dumb. Or maybe it wasn't even a decision. Maybe no one's at the wheel. Increasingly how life feels. (Unless the people at the wheel are psychopaths; also how life feels.)
The absurdity of “Athletics Athletics” isn't far removed from the absurdity of this overall message, which was received yesterday by M's season ticket holders—welcoming back a second baseman on the wrong side of 30 who's on a downward cycle. Last year, for us, Jorge Polanco scraped together a .213/.296/.355 season, and he was worse at home. Right now the AL West is weak, the American League generally is the weaker league, so it's a helluva opportunity for a franchise that has never won, say, a pennant—who may even be the only team in Major League Baseball to never win a pennant—to finally go for it. That would be a great message for its fanbase. This message is saying the opposite of that. It's what we're stuck with.
That's the truer slogan: “The 2025 Seattle Mariners: What We're Stuck With.”