I don’t think anyone wants to hear a play-by-play of last night’s game. So I’m going to go a little alternative and give you a play by play of me during last night’s game. Which, as it turns out, may not have been that dissimilar.
First Inning: Turned up radio really loud. Stoked for game.
Second Inning: Significantly less stoked. Turned radio down.
Third Inning: Fell soundly asleep.
Fourth Inning: Woke up and ate pasta sadly.
Fifth Inning: Tore hair out.
Sixth Inning: Whipped cream.
Seventh Inning: Ate whipped cream.
Eight Inning: Drummed fingers.
Ninth Inning: Cried eyes out.
After I was done crying my eyes out, I started smelling cinnamon apple cake everywhere which I took to mean that I was going insane from losses. Tell me, Giants fans, are you experiencing delusions as well?
I’m trying to think of this as that terrible streak that is better to have in August than September and the Diamondbacks are not tearing it up and taking the division or anything, so there is a silver lining, however small.
Mostly, now might be a prime moment for Sabean to whip of some waiver magic or just bring up the whole AAA team. Something to shake things up. Yep, I’m giving him a call.