Just been told that Mike Carp has a strained arch in his right foot after running hard on that double in the fifth inning. He’s day-to-day. Greg Halman is now playing left field.
It’s Hair Band Night at Tropicana Field, as the Mariners try to snap their two-game losing streak. One more thing I forgot to tell you, David Aardsma is out with a slight oblique muscle injury. It happened during his previous save last weekend against Texas. Brandon League will be the closer if the M’s somehow find themselves in a position to win in the late innings.
Not happening tonight, as the M’s trail 5-1 in the bottom of the seventh, with B.J. Upton just leading this inning off with a solo homer against Garrett Olson. Chone Figgins doubled, stole third and scored Seattle’s only run in the sixth inning. The Mariners got a runner on in the seventh when Matt Mangini led off with his second single of the game.
But Greg Halman lined out very softly to second and Mangini, in a rookie mistake, strayed too far from his bag and was doubled off. Josh Wilson popped out to end that frame.
Take away the first inning and Doug Fister thew a one-hit shutout over his final five frames. Then again, take away the first 153 games of this season and the m’s are undefeated.
Here’s a Poison song that pretty much sums up this entire Mariners experience in a nutshell. No, it’s not Every Rose Has it’s Thorn. This is no rose I’m watching.
5:14 p.m.: That won’t be an issue tonight, barring a drastic turnaround, as the Mariners trail 4-0 heading to the fifth inning. They’ve stranded three baserunners tonight while the Rays just left on two in the fourth.
Bret Michaels concert in five innings…
4:35 p.m.: Guess we can get that post-game Bret Michaels concert started. The Rays went all Rock You Like a Hurricane on Doug Fister in the first inning, taking a 4-0 lead on doubles by John Jaso and Ben Zobrist, an RBI single from Carl Crawford, sac fly from Dan Johnson, then a long home run to right by Matt Joyce. Ball nearly hit the catwalk on its arch out of the ballpark.
Hey Frankie, if you’re reading this from your ledge in New York, you Might as Well Jump!