So that was a mixed bag, hm? (Bag meaning game, of course. Not a literal bag, guys.) The Giants edged out a win at 5-2 and in the process, snapped the four-game losing streak. Plus Ryan Braun hit a homer, so I can’t really complain. MadBum is quickly proving himself to be the surprisingly fantastic one, although it isn’t really surprising at all. Still, who predicted him to be the designated stopper in 2012, plus hit splendid RBI doubles? If you did, feel free to raise your hand. Fresh brownies are waiting to be sent over to you via the World Wide Web if you have proof. If nobody comes out of the woodwork, then I will just assume that we are all surprised. It’s not that he hasn’t been fantastic in the past, because he has been. But sighing with relief when he takes the mound? That’s new, at least for me.
Angel Pagan is also making himself known to Giants fans and call me crazy, but I am totally seeing a little rivalry between him and Andres Torres, who were traded for each other over the winter. Torres has gotten a hit and RBI in every game since coming off the DL in New York and Pagan is currently sporting a 19 game hitting streak. Remember when Uribe and Huff used to hit back-to-back homers (sort of) all the time? Friendly rivalries, even if imagined by crazy fans like me, are terribly fun.
Speaking of Huff. If you haven’t read this piece where he discussed his anxiety disorder with the Chronicle’s Henry Schulman, read it now. Seriously. Not only is it very touching, it’s also informative. As before, we (okay, I here) at Diamonds are a Girl’s Best Friend wish him all the best and hope that everything goes up from here.
The game today was interesting to me, in that all of the issues from the past few days and the season so far, really, were still there, but they did get that win, by luck or by skill. Baseball is funny like that, isn’t it? There weren’t really fundamental changes, aside from a few choice hits with RISP. More like the odds being ever in their favor.
I admit it. I said that just for the Hunger Games nod. But still.
p.s. Yesterday, Rivera said to the media, “I’m coming back. Write it down in big letters. I’m not going out like this.” You. Do. Not. Even. Know. How. Tempted. I. Am. (To write it down in big letters, that is. If I can find a big enough piece of paper, I am totally doing that tomorrow.)