Hello, blog and blog readers! It’s been a little while, hasn’t it? Well, a few days. I am young and silly and see a few days as an absolute eternity, so bear with me.
Anyhow, I have spent these past three days eating mini-cupcakes with green frosting – which, as far as I can tell, are the only upside to St. Patrick’s Day – and listening to Jon Miller on the radio, broadcasting Giants games from rainy Arizona in equally rainy California. I love the rain and all, but this is still a little extreme. Enter knit blanket, knit wrap and thick, knit socks. I am all cocooned and almost warm. So! Time to write a blog post.
As I’ve said before, I’ve been largely encouraged by San Francisco’s showing in Spring Training so far. There have been no massive train wrecks yet and I don’ t feel eliminated from contention on March 19th (in fact, more like completely in contention, what with extra wildcard and all) so the world feels like a bright place, indeed.
Other than the one big ol’ raincloud and I’m not talking about the one outside my window. I’m talking about the one named Frederick Phillip Sanchez, Jr. I’m talking about Freddy Sanchez, peeps. He’s ache-y and pain-y and injury prone. We all know that. But this latest news is still a buzz-kill of massive proportions. I am a big believer that the mystical powers of Freddy Sanchez at second base = duh, winning so Bruce Bochy’s recent quotes that he may or may not be ready for Opening Day not good news at all. At all, at all. Sure, success in 2012 is going to be tied into a whole bunch of guys, not just Sanchez, but I think he’s a key element. Right up there with Aubrey Huff and Buster Posey’s Ankle.
I’m also a tiny bit worried about the recent trade rumors swirling around Chris Stewart and Eli Whiteside and the Royal of Kansas City. Which is not in Kansas, for the record. Not making that mistake again. It does seem more likely that it will be Whiteside, if anyone, because he has a relationship (no-hitter, y’all) with Jonathan Sanchez, but there’s a possibility it could be Stewart instead. This may or may not be a terribly popular opinion, but I would really rather not lose Stewart. I have a deep and long-held belief in Stewart and would like to see at least one more year of him in a Giants uniform as back-up catcher. I think we might see good things. Not Buster Posey’s Ankle level, but good all the same.
This does leave me wondering, though: do I sense a trend? Has Brian Sabean moved his sympathies from the Mets (see: Zach Wheeler, Andres Torres, Ramon Ramirez) to the Royals (see: Jonathan Sanchez, potentially one of our back-up catchers)? Does this mean the Royals are soon going to be filing for bankruptcy and Sabean feels badly, so he’s going to trade loads of our players to them? The mysteries, the mysteries.
p.s. C.J. Wilson has lost his Best Hair Crown for good for tweeting the loveable Mike Napoli’s phone number out as a “prank”. I love a good prank as much as the next person, but I have to say I am 100% on Napoli’s side on this. There’s funny and then there’s basically nasty. This falls in the basically nasty category, or so my non-existent tarot cards say.