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From my own Mariners memories, to inappropriate SI reference, to building heights in Olympia

How many steps does it take to get from the 1995 Mariners run still etched deep inside my mind to the political battle being waged right now in Olympia over building heights? Not far enough. It is actually scary close.

Step 1. One of my favorite afterglow memories of the 1995 run was this article from Sports Illustrated (my earlier reference here). The scene is basically a bunch of guys waiting to go into a wedding until the Mariners game (part of the heroic stretch run) is over. This inappropriate line (you’ll see in a bit) is included: “Gayle’s wedding? It’s her second.”

Step 2. Who is Gayle Fink-Shulz, is she still in Washington State? I wonder how she feels to be immortalized in a classic article about the Mariners. Well, she’s already pretty famous, and not because of a game or a set of games.

From the PI:

At the funeral for her husband, a state trooper killed in the line of duty, Gayle Frink-Schulz realized that many of the more than 3,000 officers in attendance saw in her their wives and mothers.

They knew it could be them lying in the flag-draped coffin. They wondered if the people they held dearest could endure their sudden, violent death.

At graveside, a woman approached and embraced her. She whispered that her husband, also a motorcycle officer, had been killed two years earlier.

“At that point we just held each other and cried,” Frink-Schulz said.

As she struggled through her own grief, she decided that other families — and law enforcement officers — would benefit from an organized support system. In early 1994, she helped form the Washington chapter of Concerns of Police Survivors, or COPS, a group that helps the family, colleagues and community deal with the deaths of officers in the line of duty.

Yeah, dude. Its her second wedding because her police officer husband died in the line of duty two years earlier. I have a hard time weighing the gravity of the 1995 Mariners and Mrs. Frink-Schulz’s wedding, but I keep on coming back to Gayle on this one.

Step 3. The view from the Washington State Law Enforcement memorial has become a part of whether to allow tall buildings to be built in certain parts of downtown Olympia. From the Little Hollywood Blog:

Gayle Frink-Schultz of the Behind the Badge Foundation, gave perhaps the most compelling testimony of the day. As the widow of Washington State Patrol Trooper Steven Frink, Ms. Frink-Schultz explained how she came to be involved with the planning of the Washington State Law Enforcement Memorial on the Capitol Campus which overlooks the debated isthmus region.

Frink-Schultz also explained the state’s heavy involvement in the project since 1999: site selection with the Capitol Campus Design Advisory Committee, stabilization of the hillside, landscaping and construction of a retaining wall as part of the Heritage Park hill and walking path – “all to create a place of serenity, honor and respect.”

“….I found a new mission in life after my husband’s death. Steve’s death taught me there are things in life that are irrevocable, things we cannot control. But, I also learned that there are things in life that are important and that we do have choice over….This is one of those times.”

Is this the bookend? Can we move on now? (Griffey is back)

I was online last night and half my RSS feeds (it seemed like at least) were people chiming that Griffey Jr. had returned. Even Andrew, normally a political blogger, is piling on. Not that Andrew isn’t known for piling on.

Honestly, I wonder how many people would have cheered if Baseball America had ranked our farm system in the top 5. We were #11 last year, by the way. That at least would be an indignation that our team would be a winner in the next few years.

What I hope for is that Griffey is able to perform well, get 500 at bats and end his career as a Mariner. I hope he goes into the Hall of Fame and as a Mariner. But, all of that sort of stuff is emotional.

What I really want is for this to be a bookend to our emotions regarding the Mariners since 1995 for most, but since 1989 for me. This backlog of emotions is where we get the “Edgar as batting coach” and “Dan Wilson as manager” sort of thing. That somehow if we go to the recycling bin and brush off the guys we used to love and plop them in an appropriate spot, September 1995 might somehow magically appear again.

Ken Griffey Jr. is 39 years old. He had a .425 slugging percentage last year between two teams and drove in 71 runs. All of that isn’t bad, but signing him is an expensive way to recognize that our memories of victory are more powerful than our logic of what we know it takes to build a winner.

I’m hoping this is more like signing Ken Griffey Sr. in 1990. And, that five years from now — with a new person in Niehaus’s spot and with a bunch of guys that we don’t know now but we’ll eventually love — we’ll have a good reason to wait in our cars for the game to be over.

I just love this article:

The Wedding reception for Gayle Frink and Randy Schulz at the Seattle Yacht Club will have to carry on without who sits in his car in the parking lot with the engine off and the radio on. He dares not leave, not as long as the Mariners have one last turn to bat, one last turn to alchemize imminent defeat into another magical victory.

It is Sept. 24, a Sunday afternoon. Yes, this is a blessed, once-in-a-lifetime event. It’s the first time the Mariners have been in first place this late in the season in their 19 years of existence. Cripes, they had never been in first place even as late as Memorial Day. Gayle’s wedding? It’s her second.

So the radio and the listener cannot be separated, as if the connection is magnetic. Seattle, trailing by a run, has one man on against Oakland A’s closer Dennis Eckersley in the bottom of the ninth. The voice of Mariners broadcaster Dave Niehaus crackles through the car’s speakers: “Here comes the pitch to Tino…. Swung on and belted!…. Deep to right-field…. And that will be…. Flying away! The Mariners win it, 9-8, in perhaps the most incredible game in their history! And 46,000 fans are losing their minds in Seattle! Tonight, I guarantee you, it will be sleepless in Seattle for everybody who was here today, including me!”

Holy matrimony! The Mariners have done it again. Now the guest can join the wedding party. He takes the keys from the ignition, slips out of his car and shuts the door. And this is what he hears: the whoomp of about 20 other car doors closing at almost the same time. Other guests have been captivated by the Mariners too. Soon they are high-fiving in the yacht club parking lot. The party has just begun.

Couldn’t avoid embarrasment, and I checked out

Mariners, ech. I wish I could have kept looking, but with the one person I-continued-to-talk-about-the-Mariners-with being out of town and that losing streak, I had to look away.

For the last three years I’ve kept a tally of wins and losses, until about a week into September. I stopped marking the calendar about a week into September.

I’ll update the calendar later today to finish out the year. It was probably trying to blog about the Mariners not losing 100 games that pushed me over the edge, ironically.

In a couple of months I’ll be looking forward to baseball (and North American soccer), but for now I’m glad the train is good and wrecked.

Mariners win, magic number to 7 (March to not being embarrassed)

I thought Carlos Silva was supposed to start today, and I’m sure to learn why that didn’t happen if it was supposed to happen. But, I didn’t actually watch the game (my son’s baptism was today), but I checked the score.

Sweet, we won the series against the Yankees. Awesome.

Well, today’s story shouldn’t be about Silva, but about the Yankees, but yesterday I promised a Silva thought, so here goes.

Last year I had a thing for Jorge Campillo. The thought of a Mexican junkballer just appealed to me. But, we let him go and he ended up with the Braves and now sports a 7-7 record and sub-4 ERA.

Instead of keeping him for the cheap, we signed Carlos Silva (4-14, plus 6 ERA). This was my symbol of the team in trouble, we signed a guy seemingly just so we can spend more money on him. Eh.

Morrow wins, magic number at 8 [March to not being embarrassed]

Morrow wins.

And, if I’m doing this correctly (trying to find out the minimum number of wins the Mariners need to avoid 100 losses) the Mariners magic number is at 8.

Since we had a win from a youngster tonight, I’m reminded of another young Mariner pitcher: Bob Wolcott, who was famously thrown to the wolves against the Indians in 1995, but came out a winner. He ended up a big fizzle.

My story goes that when I was at Delaware State studying journalism, in one of the classes we had to write a fake half hour news script to tape. My sports section referred to Wolcott winning the Cy Young while pitching the Mariners into the World Series.

Hopefully Morrow ends up like my fantasy Wolcott, not the real Wolcott.

March to not being embarrassed (the explainer)

So as of right now, the Mariners have 23 games left and 15 possible losses before they reach 100 for the season. Which, would be embarrassing.

What is more embarrassing is that from the middle of July until right now I’ve hardly paid attention to the Mariners, which if you’ve met me before this year, is weird.

I used to be the type of person that would come home and turn on the t.v. or radio just to have the Mariners in the background. Before this year, my family and I used to attend at least half a dozen (at the very very least) games a year. This year I went to one, and only because the ticket was free and I was invited.

When I lived in Delaware in the 90s, I would stay up late watching Headline News, waiting for the Mariner’s score. When I moved back to Olympia, I felt immediately blessed that the Mariners were not only on t.v. a lot, but on the radio.

It was a variety of reasons that put me over the edge. Two kids are much harder than one. The Mariners are historically and embarrassingly bad. I want to quit blogging bad. Soccer is also suddenly fun to watch. etc…

I’m here to make amends. So, this I promise: From now until the end of the year, I’m not only going to watch the Mariners as much as I used to, I’m going to blog every game.

For every loss, you’ll get the death march countdown to 100 losses. For every win, you’ll get a memory from Emmett’s Mariners memory bank. For example today, it was the one about staying up late watching cable when I was 17 on the east coast, waiting for the yellow lettering telling me the Mariners were done.

I hope that used to be our man Jorge… shows the Ms why they were wrong

I used to so be into Jorge Campillo, it was a little obsession of mine. He was a great Mexican junkballer, that the Mariners for some reason kept in the minors. And there’s nothing cooler in baseball than a junkballer. Even a stupid knuckleballer, though people can’t seem to stop writing about them. Just my thing, I guess.

But, since he was an Atlanta pitcher, not a Mariners minor leaguer, I gave up the obsession.

But, now he’s a pretty good Atlanta pitcher, going 2-1 over 54 innings so far with a 2.14 ERA. He’s going to face down our 100 pitch a night millionaire pitcher Bedard, who is 4-4 with a plus 4 ERA.

I’m not hoping Jorge wins, I’m hoping he leaves the game ahead. I never hope the Mariners lose, but I hope they get a chance to see Jorge pitch well and to realize what they lost.

For old time sakes, here’s all my old Jorge Campillo posts.

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