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🧨 FIRST PITCH — Enough Already!

We’ve all watched the clips: fans wrestling over foul balls like it’s the Hunger Games. One guy rips a ball from an elderly man. A woman in Miami browbeats a dad into handing one over.

Fan behavior at its worst. Then the pendulum swung — people falling over themselves to give balls away to kids they don’t know.

But this week in Seattle? Peak ridiculous.

Cal “Big Dumper” Raleigh smacks his 60th home run — a piece of baseball history. Glenn Mutti-Driscoll, a fan, comes up with the ball. A moment you never forget.

And what happens? He gives it away. To a random kid. Like it’s a bag of peanuts.

This wasn’t a foul ball in Section 312. This was history — and you gave it away?

You’re telling me Glenn didn’t have a son, daughter, or neighbor who would have cherished that ball? Instead, he gives it to a stranger?

Security escorts the boy and his dad out to authenticate the ball, while Glenn takes his seat. The kid eventually hands it over to Raleigh in exchange for a signed bat and a chance to watch batting practice. Nice for the kid — but Glenn basically watched his once-in-a-lifetime grab turn into Let’s Make a Deal.

Catching a historic home run is a reward for being in the right seat at the right time — and having the hands to snag it. Don’t let social pressure guilt you into giving up what you grabbed.

Thankfully, the Mariners patched it up — brought Glenn’s family back, showered them with signed bats and balls. All’s well that ends well — I guess.

But here’s the point: when history falls in your lap, it’s okay to hold onto it. It’s okay to say, “Yep — that one’s mine.”

You caught it. Keep the ball.

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👍 The Good — Raleigh & Schwarber

They might not walk away with the MVP trophies, but what a pair of seasons.

Seattle’s Cal “Big Dumper” Raleigh (seriously, best nickname in baseball) just became the first catcher in MLB history to hit 60 home runs in a season — all while steering the Mariners into October. Whether it’s enough to dethrone perennial MVP Aaron Judge is another story, but Raleigh has officially planted himself in the conversation.

Meanwhile in Philly, Kyle Schwarber has been putting on his own fireworks show. We all remember the epic All-Star Game ‘Swing-Off’ and that four-homer night. Now he’s sitting on 56 homers and 132 RBIs — the most by a Phillie since Ryan Howard’s MVP days — powering the Phils to a runaway NL East crown.

Only hitch? Out west, Shohei Ohtani is doing Shohei things — 54 bombs while mowing hitters down on the mound.

But MVP or not, these are unforgettable seasons for two of the game’s biggest bats.

👎 The Bad — Dodgers’ Bullpen Blues

For all the money the Dodgers have spent, you’d think they could buy a bullpen. Nope.

The rotation is stacked: Yamamoto (All-Star), Snell (two-time Cy), Ohtani (enough said), Glasnow, others waiting in the wings. An embarrassment of riches.

And then the starter hands over the ball… yikes. Night after night, the bullpen turns gems into fire drills. Dave Roberts has the Ferrari lineup, the luxury rotation, and a relief corps held together with duct tape.

The bullpen has blown 27 saves this season.

If the Dodgers hope to have any success in October, they’ll need to dip into that starting surplus. Shohei the closer? Don’t laugh — stranger things have happened.

In the end, the old saying still holds: money can’t buy you a bullpen.

🙈 The Ugly — Rays of Darkness

So the Tampa Bay Rays have new ownership. Congrats!

Meanwhile, former owner Stuart Sternberg must be laughing his ass off. He bought the team in 2005 for $200 million — and just walked away with $1.7 billion. Not a bad return, Stu.

The new owners? They’ve got a hell of a chore. First order of business: get this team out of that damn minor league park and into a real stadium. Second: prove they’ll actually invest in the roster.

For years, the Rays operated like a glorified farm system — develop young talent, then flip ’em when the bill came due.

In 2025, the Rays and their buddies on the West Coast, the A’s, have both been stuck in minor league parks, averaging fewer than 10,000 fans a night. Embarrassing.

How is this good for baseball when the Dodgers pack in nearly 50,000 every game? Come on, Commish.

MLB keeps talking expansion, but maybe it should figure out how to restore its bottom feeders to big-league status first.

⚾ One for the Road — Yogi’s Biggest Catch

As everyone knows, Yogi had a way with words. But the scene last week in New Jersey might have even left him speechless.

From California to Florida they came to Yogi Berra Stadium — Little League teams, former MLB players, local politicians — all grabbing gloves for the largest game of catch in history. Yankees great Willie Randolph summed it up best: “Yogi loved bringing people together.”

And bring them together he did. More than 1,100 pairs filled the field, laughing, tossing, connecting — just as Yogi treated every interaction like a game of catch. When it was over, a new Guinness World Record was set: 1,179 pairs.

Pure Yogi: joyful, humble, bigger than the game itself. And this catch? Let’s just say it was déjà vu all over again.