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MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL
CHICAGO WHITE SOX AT SEATTLE MARINERS
October 5, 1922 — T-Mobile Park
On an autumn afternoon in Seattle, with the crisp air hinting at October’s promise, the Mariners sent a message — not just to the White Sox, but to the Yankees, and to all of baseball. A 9–3 victory, a sweep of the Wild Card Series, and a berth in the Division Series.
The story begins with pitching. Cole Galindo, perhaps not a household name outside the Pacific Northwest, delivered a performance that was equal parts grit and command. Seven innings, six hits allowed, eight strikeouts, and the kind of presence that steadied the Mariners whenever Chicago threatened to stir. There were moments of turbulence — a home run surrendered to Angel Pena, a pair of errors behind him — but Galindo met each test with poise. By the time he handed the ball over, the game, and the series, had tilted firmly toward Seattle.
But this afternoon was not only about the man on the mound. It was about the balance and depth of a lineup that looked, for nine innings, like a club ready for October. In the fourth inning, the game swung sharply. A triple into the alley by catcher Gaetano Papasogli, a blast over the wall by Alex Ojeda — suddenly, four runs were home, and the Mariners were in flight.
By the end of the day, Ojeda had driven in two, Jonah Waring — named series MVP — had laced two more hits, including a ringing double, and Papasogli, with a flair for the dramatic, had added two hits of his own. Seattle’s approach was steady, methodical: ten hits, nine runs, and opportunism at precisely the right moments.
For Chicago, there were bright spots even in defeat. K. Centeno’s two hits and daring stolen base, Peña’s long ball, and E. Ruvalcaba’s run-scoring knock all showed fight. But the White Sox, saddled with strikeouts, errors, and a bullpen stretched thin, could not match the Mariners’ pace.
In October, sometimes the script is familiar: the steadier team, at home, seizes control early and never lets go. And yet, even in its predictability, there is drama. Because for Seattle, a franchise so often waiting for October relevance, this was no ordinary win. This was a declaration.
The Mariners now advance to face the New York Yankees, the defending American League Champions — rested, historic, and formidable. The challenge will be daunting. But in this moment, under the clear skies of a fall afternoon, Seattle can savor the truth: they are not just participants in October. They are contenders.
Final: Seattle 9, Chicago 3.
The Mariners move on, their story still unfolding.