Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Two More Days 'Til Felix...

With Washburn coming back down to earth, and Meche on the mound tonight, we can take consolation in the fact that we've got Felix pitching tomorrow. If the M's can scratch together a few runs, then there's actually hope the current slide will cease. It's been a few years since we've been able to say that -- I haven't had the confidence in a Mariner pitcher's ability to be a losing-streak-stopper since the days of RJ. Sure he had a 'rough' outing in his 2006 debut (by golly the freakin' A's scored on him!! OMGWTFKELLYCLARK+SON!!!!!1!!!1eins!one!!?!!?1), but seriously, is there anyone who doesn't think the M's have a pretty decent chance of winning tomorrow's game? Or, if you don't think they do, then it's likely not because of Felix...

"King" Felix, the Mariners' "messiah," or whatever deity image you want to use. He's just a 20-year-old kid who happens to be a pretty darn good pitcher in my book. A special pitcher, sure, and one that will help this Mariners team. Provided their born-again middle-of-the-order team leader steps up to the plate and starts producing some runs.

Kinda reminds me of a story my 4-year-old told the lady we pay to watch him during the day. See, for those of you who pay attention to things religious, it's Holy Week -- arguably the most important time of year for Christian faithful around the world (except, perhaps, for Eastern Orthodox Christians who celebrate Easter a week later than the rest of us). My son just so happens to have an extra affinity for Jesus, and he watches a lot of Veggie Tales and stuff like that. The Veggie Tales has this featurette called "Where's God when I'm Scared" which centers around the song "God is Bigger than the Boogie Man." The chorus goes something like this: "God is bigger than the Boogie Man. He's bigger than Godzilla, or the monsters on TV! Well, God is bigger than the Boogie Man, and He's watching out for you and meeeeee!" (that's pretty much verbatim, since, as you could probably imagine, I've heard it once or twice).

So, anyway, that was probably the inspiration for the conversation he had with our daycare lady. He was in the back seat of the car talking about how God is so big, that he can beat up Godzilla; He can heal people, and help them get better when they're sick. That's all cute and all, and pretty much theologically spot on, but the last part of the conversation really had me a bit concerned:

"Me and my daddy like baseball. We like the Mariners a lot! God can't help the Mariners, though. They're bad!"

Well, folks. I know a lot of you don't pay much attention to things religious, and it probably bothers me much less than it should. But, no matter what your background, if ever there's a time to dip your toes into the pond of faith, it's right now. If that doesn't inspire you, well, it probably should.


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