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What do all these seasons of failure and mediocrity have in common? Ownership.I get tired of saying it. I get tired of thinking it. I get tired of reading it. I get tired of realizing it's true. I get tired of wondering if, having left the Los Angeles area in 1995, I will ever again see my hometown MLB team play in the World Series. If Jack Zduriencik fails (and the situation with Smoak and Ackley should give us pause), then how can we ever again trust the judgment of The Two Amigos at the very top of the food chain. How can we hold our heads erect and tall with pride that we are fans of the Seattle Mariners?
I do not see myself becoming a fan of another team. At this point, I almost wish I could, but I cannot.
They say things are darkest just before the dawn. All I know is that things are pretty doggone dark now, when my team bases all it's fortunes on a radical youth movement and our competitors still are able to field better youth than we can while sporting some of the top veteran talent in MLB and the willingness to leverage their financial position to become and remain elite teams.
I sincerely hope a dawn comes, but I'm stuck in the mode of "They Call Me Mr. Skeptical."