When it’s good, it’s good

The boys are hot.

It’s so funny the things you remember. The things that become core bits, whether they be with other people or just in your own head. And if they’re from other people, they may not know it. You may not even know them.

When I worked at the M’s, I had a coworker who relayed they had a friend who was a huge Mariners fan who’d post fired-up recaps to their Instagram story. If I’m remembering this right.

And if I’d seen one or two, that was the most I’d seen. I don’t remember and likely never knew this other individual’s name.

He’d end his little hits, I think only after wins, with

The boys are hot.

I always think of that when the boys are hot. And the boys are most certainly hot.

It was so perfect the way tonight ended, the 20-year-old phenom sliding to a game-ending catch.

We went tonight, because you gotta go when it’s 80 degrees on a Tuesday in early June. When that ball was popped up behind third and tailing towards the crowd, it was obvious Colt would catch it—probably in dramatic fashion.

Not that he’d catch it if it landed in fair territory but that it would be coming down in fair territory and that it’d land in his glove. Probably after a dive or a slide. Or both?

That’s how things have been going for your Seattle Mariners. And so they did.

I want to show you two different GIFs.

I was going to make this into a bit of a game and have you guess which one was a single with a man on first and which one was a three-run home run on an absolute tank but you’d be able to tell by the angle of the ball off the bat.

But the point remains the same: you could not tell by the enthusiasm of the bat flip.

Jhonny Pereda, bottom four, single to center to put runners on first and second with nobody out:

Jhonny Pereda, bottom five, a three-run homer to put the M’s up 7-2.

Okay, you know what, as I watch the footage and cut the gifs, the point was wrong. You can tell.

But this is a club that’s having fun and letting you know they’re having fun.

After the Pereda shot, I was thinking back-to-back with Colt coming up next. He’d already laced a double to right.

But no, he bunted for a hit. He stood on first with a smirk I think you could sense from the 300 level. He passed the mic to J.P., who proceeded to line a ball to the warning track, caught by Carson Benge on the run before he banged up against the wall in right.

The Mariners went from 2015 vibes less than a fortnight ago to now downright playing with their food.

It was in the upper 70s at the ballpark tonight. The sun didn’t set until after 9 p.m.

Julio hit a majestic bomb up into the cotton candy sky and down into the Mets’ bullpen and it barely mattered at all.

The Mariners’ odds to make the playoffs and win the division are higher than they’ve ever been.

They’re 2.5 games up and, like me with a new belt I just got, looking to stretch this thing out.

Summer is here and the 2026 Seattle Mariners are finding their stride.

The boys are hot.

Go M’s.