I am not a sports fan, not of any sport, not in any way. I suppose 1995 made me a fair-weather fan of Mariner’s baseball, though. My fondest memory of that fall was being in the Fred Meyer’s store in Lynnwood during one of the playoff games, and instead of the normal Muzak on their PA system, they had placed an open mike next to a radio and the entire store boomed with the Mariner’s announcer’s voice. It was a surreal experience, in that one felt very connected to everyone else in the store, connected by the common experience we were sharing.
By Mark L. Norton
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