Three runs, four hits and an untimely errand

That was the ninth-inning summary for me and the Mariners on Sunday as I had to watch the replay of an improbable comeback because I turned off the TV in disgust to walk to Bloodbath & Beyond.

A couple of programming notes: I’m boarding a flight to Seattle on Monday morning and will be attending the Seahawks’ three-day minicamp this week. I had planned to post a story about how my professional life changed the day Pete Carroll was first mentioned as a potential coach for the Seahawks, but the Mariners had other ideas. My story of personal growth and maturity will wait for Tuesday. All right, let’s get to it.

That actually happened

I’ll admit it. I had already procrastinated on a the walk to Bloodbath & Beyond to return a pillow and buy a scale, and after Sergio Romo surrendered a two-run homer in the eighth inning, I decided I better get moving. The Mariners trailed 5-2 entering the final frame.

I decided I had seen enough. The Mariners had given up four home runs in the game, meaning they had allowed a league-leading 73 on the season. I was going to mention that, throw in the fact that “No Romo, Moron,” is a palindrome that I found a lot funnier when my wife created it following Tony Romo’s bobbled snap in the playoffs than I do now that Romo has gotten five outs and given up four home runs in his last two appearances for Seattle.