Good morning!

Here are several go-to links that will make your Monday a bit more bearable:

I know that the Mariners looked good, and I know that there are encouraging Mariners things to talk about, but it’s Cespedes’ homer that I’m going to take away from this evening. The image of where that ball hit has been seared into whichever part of my brain would be the right place to sear an image. Probably the part that controls memory, which would explain why I can’t remember the name of that part of my brain. . . .
All home runs are impressive. The walls are far away. This home run was unusually impressive. The ball wasn’t still rising as it reached solid matter like one of the announcers suggested, but it came closer than most other home runs that I’ve seen. I saw a tweet from ESPN stats or something that calculated the distance as 462 feet. Maybe that’s right, and 462 feet is a whole lot of feet. I still don’t find it satisfying, though, so I choose to ignore it. As far as I’m concerned, this home run didn’t have a numerical distance. This home run is to be measured by how often you see it in your eyelids when you blink.

Stephen Strasburg made his first-ever visit to Chicago a productive one.

That’s it, folks. Have a walk-off week!