I won't be sick to my stomach anytime soon. The expanded beef recall didn't include today's burgers. I think. Also, the M's swept the supposedly red-hot Padres in rather exciting fashion, squeezing out a run in the 9th against the supposedly untouchable Trevor Hoffman. (Our boy, J.J. Putz, showed how to shut things down, closing out the game with blistering high heat.)
Geoff Baker and Jeff Nusser are all over the analysis. All I'll add: it feels good to be an M's fan. Really good. These guys have the talent, sure, but more important, the will to win. They're not getting rattled by deficits or flustered by early failures. They come back. They grind out runs. They bunt. (Felix Hernandez, anyone?) They bounce back from tough losses.
The M's of June aren't the M's of April, or even the M's of May. They have a chance to sneak up on the wild card before ESPN even notices. That is, if Oakland doesn't sneak up on them.
Seven games above .500. Last time that happened? 2003.
It feels good.