Monthly Archives: April 2011

Could This Be Good?

I don’t think so.  But since I am a (sort of) eternal optimist and everywhere else on the internet you can read people who are dying over the news of Pablo Sandoval’s injury, I’m going to look at this from a different angle:

Could this be good? 

Sandoval’s been a really strong link in the line-up- and on the defense- so far, so obviously it’s far from ideal but… who knows?  Maybe Rohlinger coming up and Burriss and Fontenot getting more play time and moving Tejada around and perhaps bringing Belt up will provide just the shake-up that the offense needs?

I hope.

Crossing my fingers.

And about yesterday.  Have they forgotten, don’t they know?  I’ll say it very loud and slow.  They used to hit!  They’d and hit and then proceed to hit some more!  Great Scott! Gadzooks!  One half their lives was hitting balls! (Yes, I was watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last night.)  But really.  There is no excuse for the endless 0’fers and I find myself murdering my tastebuds with these intensely spicy olives every time we lose like that.  Not okay.  If only for my tastebuds.  Here’s to a homerun fest today.

Crossing my fingers again.

 

 

Diamond Girl

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Read It With Me: D-O-A-B-L-E

May I just say that while I am remarkably bad at bowling, I am wicked good at air hockey?  My defense can be shakey, but my offense is something to behold.  Still, I think I am a lost cause at bowling.  The only reason I go once in a blue moon is so that I can do a dramatic “strrriiiikkkeee” when someone (not me, obviously) gets a strike.

So today’s game was a practice run for the royal wedding I guess (Which I: Am. Not. Watching.) because otherwise starting at 9:35am is inexplicable and warrants a phone call to Bud himself.  I hate baseball games in the morning.  Yes, I know that it was 12:35 in Pittsburgh.  Maybe this is payback from the East Coasters for making them stay up so late.  This is a theory I’m going to have to contemplate.

Anyway.  Vogelsong surprised me with a strong outing and I was really happy for him, even if I would have preferred to see our wacky lefty.  The offense looked like me at that time of day.  Functional, but not exactly raring to go. 

What really struck me today, though, is how little we know this team.  No one has fallen into their spot, exactly, yet.  That’s partially because of the injuries and partly just because it’s early.  And somehow I think Giants fans- or maybe just me- are still riding the adrenaline of last November because there was never exactly closure.  Do you know what I mean?  It’s slightly surreal and it feels like all this year has been about last year, though the ceremonies have ended.  I think we’re subconsciously grappling with the idea of a new season, nearly a month in.  What part will Vogelsong play?  Can Aaron Rowand survive months and months and stay warm, if not hot?  Was Torres really a fluke?  Was Tejada a bust?  DeRosa?  How will last year’s late pick-ups fare?  We really know very little.

But we’re getting there.  The team is back at .500 and we’ve had strong replacements for all the injured players.  We’re cutting through the roadtrip and the Nationals are at 10-12 and have lost two in a row (now where’s Bryce Harper?!).  This is:

 

And I don’t know a whole lot (read: nothing) about football, but from what I’m reading the Niners would have been smart to take me on as their GM.

Diamond Girl

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Jon Miller Imitations, Zito In NC and The Ironic Name For a Stadium That Is Never Overstocked

So I missed the greater part of yesterday’s game because the rain-delay-when-there-was-no-rain-and-they-were-watering-the-field made it cross into a lecture in Berkeley by Dave Batstone, the founder of the Not for Sale Campaign that I went to.  (Remember the whole “Give me your money and I’ll give you chocolate.  This is not spam.” thing?  Yeah.  He’s related to that.)  It was a fantastic speech and he showed a commercial with Jeremy Affeldt for the organization from a few years ago and he looked so, so young.  He also did a Jon Miller imitation but didn’t sound a whole lot like Jon Miller, but hey, he’s hard to imitate.  So I got to listen to stuff about social justice for an hour without going through too severe baseball withdrawal.  It was at a theology school, though, and I kind of got the sense I was the only one laughing at the baseball jokes.  Huh.  He also told me afterwards that Matt Cain may be joining the organization.  Of course.  He is such a Good Guy.  With caps.

When I got home, I got a very enthusiastic (and slightly headache inducing) blow-by-blow of the end of the game from which I deduced that a) it went into extras b) Cain was in line to be a hard luck loser until c) Dar-run Ford ran.  Correct me if any of those facts are wrong.  I hate how many extra inning games we’ve had to play this year, but a win is a win and that’s the bottom line.

The weird news pieces of today are that Barry Zito is in North Carolina seeing a specialist about his foot and Roy Oswalt has taken an indefinite leave from the Phillies.  The Oswalt news has gotten less weird as more came out that he’s taking the leave to check up on his family in a tornado-stricken area.  Thoughts and prayers are with them all.  But the Zito news has just gotten weirder.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure NC is a lovely place (only 5% sarcasm there) but aren’t there plenty of foot specialists on this side of the Mississippi?  I have a few conspiracy theories about this.

And then the fact that we’re stuck with the Overstock.com Coliseum for six years to come?  I don’t even know what to say.  It’s a mouthful, for one.  And how can I tactfully say that the Coliseum isn’t really ever “overstocked”?  Though maybe the new deal would include WiFi.  It is so time for that.

Diamond Girl

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Little Leaguers Snazzy Defense and a Freaky Friday Baseball Movie Proposal. And Another Kind of Proposal.

Did NBC just link to my blog as a “do this, not that” for proposing to Ryan Braun? Oh yes. http://offthebench.nbcsports.com/2011/04/25/brewers-fan-flashes-her-phone-number-on-national-tv-somehow-this-backfires-video/related.  I am sort of super hyper/super excited right now and I think I should be on Good Morning America as an expert  or something.  Just too bad that I had approximately 0 hours of sleep + strange hair in the photo, if that is going to be my claim to fame.

Anyhow.  My blood pressure is lowering and I’m am now recollecting that I was at a Little League game a few hours ago and my brother’s coaches always seem to pin him as a closer.  It was a save situation today that got even closer before we finally won.  The phrase, “Rays Baseball: Torture!” comes to mind.

This team does have some pretty snazzy defense, though, and they are so much easier on the eyes when it comes to that than the Giants.  Okay.  Wow.  I just got the greatest idea for a movie:  It’s like Freaky Friday except it’s 12 Little Leaguers who get transported into the bodies on MLBers and vice versa.  That would so great.  And in this case, I think the Giants would do better with these little guys playin’ for them.  That is © 2011, by the way.  If you are a Hollywood big shot (getting carried away, am I?) and you want to make this, you gotta ask me and put a Meet Hayden Christensen clause in the contract.

The song quote that is stubbornly stuck in my head today is “you can go anywhere you wish/’cause I’ll be there, wherever you are” (from Technicolor Phase) and so I’m trying to overcome my groupie tendencies and not follow the Giants to PNC Park.  Even though I’ve always wanted to go there.  Tell me this is a bad idea.  Thanks.

Aaaand that’s a wrap on my disjointed thoughts on an off day.  Sweet dreams.

Diamond Girl

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Diamonds! Piles of Gold! Armani Suits! Swiss Watches! Hawaii Vacations!

Dear Bullpen,

Look.  As much as I don’t like you, Wilson, I don’t like being under .500 even more.  I didn’t want you to blow that.  And as much as I like you, Affeldt, I like being over .500 more.  Okay, that’s not true.  I care more about people than baseball games, but right this second I am pretty darn put off by you guys.  I am of the opinion that there is no excuse for losing in extra innings at home.  You have that unique and perfect advantage of walking off and it was your responsibility to keep this in the bag.

It was too good to be true that Sanchez was at all passable after being on IVs with dehydration from the flu yesterday and the game was actually somewhat encouraging, offense-wise.  Still, you are here (::points to the ground::) and you really, really need to be here (::points to the ceiling::).  Edlefsen, Kroon, heck, Joey?  Where are you guys? 

Maybe you need a little encouragement.  Here goes.  I have some really awesome rewards for you (Diamonds!  Piles of gold!  Armani suits!  Swiss watches!  Hawaii Vacations!) and I’ll do my best infomercial imitation voice when I give ‘em to you, but there is one little catch aside from the fact that you’ll go bankrupt from the taxes, we’ll send you spam for this and four more lifetimes, the diamonds are fake and we’re flying you luggage class.  Other than that.  You have to pitch well.  You can’t walk people.  And you really can’t let the ball go from your hand to over the fence in a space of, oh, 20 seconds.  That is too big a change in too short a time for the health of anyone’s heart.

I get that you’re trying.  Really, I do.  If the incitement of the prizes doesn’t help, I can also recommend  inspirational music and shaving off the beards.  We’ve barely cracked the surface of my advice cauldron.  Giving advice is right up there with walking on the beach in a storm and eating brownies in my life.  But I’d rather if you straightened this out on your own.

We’re moving on to Pittsburg/DC/New York, all of whom are in the near/at/under .500 club.  With us.  Gulp.  A bunny (me) somewhere in the heartland is crying.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Read this gem of a news piece.  Just read it.

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