In the Game of Thrones shows and books—which I have read, something I’m legally obligated to say anytime it comes up—”winter is coming” is a broad, sweeping aphorism which bottles a lot of the show’s major dramas. The series’ protagonists, the Starks, live in the castle Winterfell, and for them, the adage of “Winter is coming” serves as a commitment device to keep their eyes on the future and to prepare for its (pretty much universally shitty) outcomes. Don’t get too high on yourself—winter is coming. In the general arc of the series, the “long night” has returned in the form of White Walkers and their army, winter incarnate. Just as a vibe, "Winter is coming" is a foreboding, morbid message—live today, but remember that death is coming.
Rounding back to “winter is coming" and its echo in baseball's GoT x MLB marketing…I would not say this is a match. While plenty of sports storylines are grafted onto metaphors for life, echoing Thrones’ tagline ain’t it. But that’s why it rules.
“You’d better watch this Mets-Pirates game because one day you’re going to be dead!” is my read on the meaning of “Baseball is coming,” but, like “Winter is coming,” there’s a lot of ways it can be read. Baseball ends when winter is starting, roughly—a barren stretch of baseball-less days is always ahead, which is a menacing proposition for any diehard fan of the game.
While I'm not sure I'll ever find inner peace through meditating on the subject further, I'm most grateful for the American application of this partnership: Making as much hybrid collectible crap as possible. Take for instance this Noah Syndergaard bobblehead the Mets are giving away on April 27: There's no choice but to embrace one of the best media partnerships of all time.
Baseball is coming, y'all—valar fucking morghulis.