Sometime in 2010, I decided that Cliff Lee had to be a witch. He had been a very good pitcher up to that year -- heck, he won a Cy Young Award in 2008 -- but there’s a difference between “very good pitcher” and what Cliff Lee turned into for the first half of 2010. He started that year in Seattle because the Mariners ludicrously determined that they were contenders (they ended up losing 101). His first start, he pitched seven scoreless innings, gave up three hits, struck out eight. He didn’t walk a batter.