Okay, hate is a strong word. But to a die-hard Mariners fan, there is nothing more like lemon juice in a paper cut than perennially watching the M’s flame out and watching other teams – some who got there on a fluke – play on the postseason stage. That said, it’s like a kick in the shins to hear the names of former Mariners being called on the radio as they drive in a critical run or steal a
Why is it that nearly every time the Mariners sign some big name free agent with a hot bat, he comes to Seattle to go through his slump? Then, once he’s totally worthless and we trade him for next to nothing (or release him for absolutely nothing), he “finds his swing” again and leads his team to the postseason? Seriously, there are dozens of examples of players who’ve done that. But none whom I loathe more than Adrian Beltré.