I am now officially a Pirates fan. Showing solidarity.
(Joe Martinez was traded to the Bucs.)
Don’t worry, San Fran’ers. I’ll be a Giantette again soon.
I saw Giants win beat the Marlin’s on June 27th and saw Wilson get his 30th save. The game itself was very exciting especially since it’s only the second time I’ve been there to see them win live this year. The last time was the 9-0 win in LA, but that was all the way back in April, so this was a nice change. For the record, I called it that Cain would go 7 innings, Romo would pitch the 8th and Wilson would close it. Because that’s what I was hoping for and that is exactly what happened. Thank you, Bruce Bochy.
One of my top 100 goals in life was accomplished: Catching a foul ball. Although, technically, I did not catch it. It bounced to me. It was hit by Huff during batting practice and it’s all scuffed up, so you can tell it was played. Can you see my smile, stretching through cyberland? I thought so.
My foul ball
I also won a KNBR t-shirt at the adorable KNBR booth. My house is now officially KNBRed. I have a t-shirt and post-its and my brother has a mousepad. And a wicked imitation of all the different broadcasters home run and strike three calls.
Me with my t-shirt at the booth
But everything about the game was lost in the… (drum roll) orange cleats saga! It seems a little like déjà vu all over again from the Twitter controversy with Wilson. He seems to land in controversy no matter what he does. Although orange cleats are not exactly subtle. You all know I am a big Wilson fan, so I am on his side in this and think the Sharpie thing is mildly hilarious. $1000 fine, not so much. I think it’s all been blown a little out of proportion, as seen by my all caps in the title of this post. Tell him not to wear the cleats and he would probably not wear them. A fine without a warning and all the press attention? Disagree. I think I’m going to be investing in some orange shoes myself in the next few days to show some solidarity. Will, of course, post pictures if I do.
No, I did not edit this photo. The moon was orange at the game. Which was amazing, because with the black sky it looked… orange and black! It was in honor of the Giants, for sure.
Happy 20 years, Kruk and Kuip!
Here is my virtual high five to Bochy and Sabean. I wasn’t into the Bengie trade, because I was one of those people who wasn’t totally sold on Buster, but it seems to have been a smart move. They are managing this team well right now so I am more a fan than ever. Which means I want to give you all a little talk about female fans.
Being a female fan is hard. Case in point: a few weeks ago I was shoe shopping at Nordstrom’s (duh, I’m a big shoe person; see my profile picture) and they were showing the Giants game on the TV in the department. So watch the game or try on some five inch heels by Steve Madden?
Female fans, I feel your pain. But there’s one thing that girl fans do that I don’t get. Actually, there’s one thing MLB does for girl fans that I don’t get, but we must be buying or they wouldn’t sell them, so we’re all at fault. In two words: pink paraphernalia.
You know how MLB sells pink hats and pink bats and lots of other pink stuff with the team’s logo on it? I don’t get wearing that stuff. If you’re a fan, then show your pride, be it orange or black or blue or white or red or green or anything else.
They do try to make it more Giant-y by putting the orange logo on the tops, but seriously. Orange and pink clash. Who designed those things? Guessing it wasn’t Miu-Miu or anything.
If you’re a girl who wears pink MLB paraphernalia, please tell me your reasoning.
The trade deadline is getting really close now and I’m still half-hoping for the Giants to get Ryan Braun and/or Roy Oswalt, but I don’t think that really looks likely, right now. And I don’t think that we need either, particularly. There’s not a whole lot of evidence that we need a big bat or a starting pitcher. So I’d say a relief pitcher would be a good investment. I’ve heard that the relief pitcher market is not very good, so this might be tricky to do. But it’s the move I’d make.
And congratulations to Jon Miller. We are so lucky to have him in San Francisco and his acceptance speech was really great. I wish broadcasters got awards more often. They give better speeches than athletes or actors or anyone else.
Please send your healing thoughts Eugenio Velez’s way. Scary incident, with the foul ball that hit him in the head in the dugout.
X’s and O’s, friends.
Was that last out made in heaven or what? It was so perfect. Bases loaded, two outs, Wilson is closing Game 1 against the Dodgers. Who comes up to bat? Casey Blake. If you don’t know the history between Wilson and Blake, read about it here. What does Wilson do? He strikes out Blake. For once, this has nothing to do with the LA, SF thing. It’s just something Blake shouldn’t have done and Wilson just doing the best possible thing he could have. Like Rowand hitting a homer off of Padilla.
Yes, that’s where I was sitting. At the Coliseum last night, Sheets v. Matsuzaka. Three rows behind Big Papi’s head. Dustin Pedroia’s head. Daniel Nava’s head. Tarii Francona’s head. I got a ticket at the last minute from a friend of my parent’s who invited someone from our family. My little brother, bless his orange and black heart, wouldn’t go because the Giants v. Dodgers game was on TV so I decided to and it was an amazing experience. People say that sitting in the first level is fun, but not as good for seeing the game, but we could totally see from where we were. It felt like a Little League game. I could hear the coaches talking to the players, a few times.
This was my first time at the Coliseum (I went several years ago, but I don’t remember it very well- so basically my first time) and I don’t get why people don’t like it. Granted, I was sitting in a pretty nice place, but the stadium fits the team. A little quirky. I really like the open dugouts and the huge foul territory, and the endless wall in center.
I’m not becoming an A’s fan any time soon but I’d like to see the Giants there. Hmm… maybe next year. Okay, enough talk about the A’s. Here are my pictures (plus captions) from last night.
Outside the stadium. There was a white stretch limo and I thought it was Brad Pitt. Because he’s supposedly in Oakland filming Moneyball. Then I saw pictures of him at a premiere in LA last night. Forget I said anything.
The vista from our seats.
David Ortiz. Just ‘cuz.
The adorable bullpens. I want those at AT&T Park.
Jonathon Papelbon. Not really a Papelbon fan, but again, just ‘cuz.
Twin cameras in the second deck.
Is that Heidi? If you’re not a Unicorn Hour listener, then never mind. If you are then… is it a weird coincidence that I saw her the day after all the talk on the UH? I think so.
I went and ate ice cream to celebrate the All-Star Break (because, you know, I’ve been working so hard) and I got to thinking: the All-Star Game adds a lot to the MLB season. As Aubrey Huff said recently, it may not be right to make something like the World Series depend on it (home field advantage) but it’s a fun thing and it creates tons of buzz, for sure. And then I got an idea for something else that would create buzz and be fun. And this letter to the commissioner was born.
Dear Mr. Selig,
For a while now when I go to the ballpark, I’ve thought, Something is missing. When I saw this picture from the Strikeouts for Troops holiday party last year, I thought, We’re missing cheerleaders! So I got to thinking and here are my top 5 reasons we ought to have some MLBettes (just one idea for the name):
1. Morale. Cheerleaders add an upbeat, fun aura to the field.
2. Jobs. As of April 2010, we have a 9.5% unemployment rate in the US. Let’s create some jobs, MLB! Besides the actual cheerleaders, we’re creating jobs for the people who make their costumes, run their limos etc. Doing something positive for our community is always something MLB has promoted and cheerleading totally plays into that.
3. Charity work. We need some of our own pretty faces (besides the players, of course) to support the charities, which there are sort of an abundance of in the American Pastime.
4. Ban the football cheers. I’ve been wondering why we say “chaaarge!” at baseball games. Hate to break it to you, but we don’t really, exactly “charge” in baseball. We need some of our own cheers, tailored just for baseball! (Please see below for some baseball cheers, courtesy of my little brother’s Little League team.)
5. Girl jobs. In this era of equality, some girl jobs on the field are definitely in order. And what better girl tribute than sparkly MLB uniforms and pom-poms?
If you’re not already convinced, I’d like to volunteer to be a one-woman squad for a few games- at no cost, my pleasure- and see what the reception is. I will await your call.
Some cheers to get you started:
48’s his number!
Pablo is his na-ame!
He’s one of the reasons
We’re gonna win this ga-ame!
Hey super-man with a bat in your hand,
Knock it out! (clap, clap) Knock it out! (clap clap)
We’re red, we’re hot
We’re R-E-D, we’re H-O-T,
we’re number one as you can see!
We’re good, we know it
We’re here, to show it
And what you see is what you get
and you ain’t seen no nothing yet!
Go, go Giants! Go, go, go Giants!
(when someone gets a ball called on them)
G-DOUBLE O-D-E-Y-E [emphasize EYE)
Good eye, good eye, good eye
(when someone gets a strike called on them)
You seen it, you saw it, now put your bat right on it!
You saw it, you seen it, now hit it like you mean it!
(when someone gets out)
That’s alright, that okay,
we can win it anyway!
Extra, extra read all about it!
Timmy’s gonna get a hit, no doubt about it!