The Marlins and the Trout!

First of all, a little tradition we have here at Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend (one girl show, so that’s a royal we)…

Whenever the Marlins are in town, well, that scene from The Social Network gets a few more views on YouTube.  Because honestly, ever since seeing that movie, I can’t talk about the Marlins – Florida or Miami or Ozzie Guillen’s Bandit Crew or whatever they’re called now – with a straight face.  I always always think of this scene and dissolve into laughter.

Anyway, the game last night was all kinds of fun, although the lack of, you know, hitting does grate on nerves sometimes and losing to Ozzie Guillen’s Bandi – I mean the Miami Marlins, doesn’t feel fantastic.  Still, I don’t blame the umpires for this one, although they got a good deal of heat.  Apparently, that would-have-been pinch hit double by Gregor Blanco was indeed fair and the call was blown, but by the time you get to that point, it’s everyone’s fault.  Moreover, as a trained Little League ump (oh, yes) I am just not much for booing the umps.  They have a better view, a way better view and really, how often are calls overturned?  Compared to how much you will be on the hook to pay for when I need hearing aids by the time I turn twenty?  These things should be considered, people.

Sometimes I wish I was a Blue Jays fans.  Canadians seem mellow.  At least, when hockey is not involved.  But this game did inspire an idea in me.  I have been doing some yoga lately, in solidarity with someone who shall remain nameless and who should really read my blog more, and happened to do it yesterday morning.  At the game, I found myself very Zen and go-with-the-flow-y.  So I would like to propose to the Giants that they offer complimentary yoga sessions before games for anyone who buys a ticket.  They could fire all their security and put the money into the studios and instructors and stuff, because it would be that effective.  (Maybe.  Perhaps.  Potentially.  On second thought, maybe they should keep the security.  Just as a precaution, you know.)

I was very impressed by Pagan though, even more so in person than I have been on TV and radio.  He made some very nice defensive plays and runs well and is altogether eerily like Andres Torres.  Except not so bouncy.  He’s like Andres Torres post-yoga class.  See what I did there, guys?

One last thing I want to touch on… as many of you may have heard, Andy Pettitte testified in the Roger Clemens trial yesterday and it’s worth reading about here, if you haven’t already.  The whole thing seems unfortunate and uncomfortable, but this quote did make me smile (from Sports Illustrated):  “The prosecutor asked Tuesday whether Clemens was in the courtroom, and Pettitte pointed to the man in the suit and ‘greenish tie.’”  Pettitte, for his part, wore a non-greenish tie and I am rather partial to it.

He has good taste in ties.  See my favorite tie in the history of the world.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  The Giants reported it was a sellout and since I was there, nestled in the nosebleeds, I can say with a tremendous level of confidence that no-way, no-how.  And if we’d kicked out everyone a) wearing an orange fedora OR b) using Instagram to take wide shots of the field, then we definitely would not have had a sellout.  More like myself and, oh, two other fans.  I love Instragram and all but… in moderation?  No?  That’s not possible?  Okay.  It was worth a try.

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