And did I really see Ichiro batting against the Seattle Mariners last night. Sure, the Hall of Famer is way past his prime, but how weird was it to see the Yanks rip the face of the Mariners right before they played the Mariners. You want weird? How about the way Ichiro looked in his new uniform: no Seattle on the front, and no first name on the back. It looked like one of those photo shopped graphics networks use to put traded players into new gamers. Hologram Tupac on stage at Coachella with Snoop thought Ichiro in the batters box at Safeco, in Yanks gear, was surreal.