Monthly Archives: May 2012

Why I Am Now Fabricating Giant-Related Disasters

It is now time to exhale and laugh a little at ourselves for the mass hysteria that has ruled the roost for the past few days.  Well, maybe not completely exhale just yet.  We are only one game removed from all of that, but what a game it was.  A 2-1 victory in Los Angles, dealing Clayton Kershaw his first at-home loss in over a year and playing respectable defense at last, too.  There was a bit of clutch hitting and a lot of good pitching.  Overall, very encouraging and very calming.  Leastways, I felt calmed.

We did not leave unscathed, of course, seeing as Pagan got some sort of a nasty cramp in the eighth, but that was just to be expected, right?  No pain, no gain, as my brother reports they preach in Little League.  (And you wonder why I didn’t play Little League, guys.  Positive mantras and I tend to, er, clash.)  Hopefully, this wasn’t that big a pain, though.  Bochy says Pagan will be back in a day or two and he was planning to give him a rest today, anyhow.

This feels weird to write, really.  There are no horrors to describe or disastrous turns to narrate.  I swear, I am this close to inventing a storyline about Ryan Vogelsong’s freak injury as he was combing his hair with a silver comb given to him by a suspicious-looking witch in a cottage in the middle of the forest.   The witch was probably jealous, you know, about his amazing good looks and pitching and stuff so she gave him aforementioned poisoned comb.

I mean, do you see the spike in the hair there?  I know it’s mostly gel, but a comb has got to involved somewhere too.

See?  Now I feel like a Giants blogger again.  It’s Disaster Inside and all that.

In all seriousness, though, I am stoked for tonight’s game.  I think this is going to continue going swimmingly (hopefullyhopefully) and soon I will become accustomed to It’s Magic Inside and all that.  In the purely non-Magic-Johnson sense of the phrase.

Diamond Girl

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Can We Have Their Defense, Please?

Now I get that it’s the Astros farm system and everything so they don’t get cool new road jerseys with black piping (hideous) like my Giants but… that defense.  I am jealous.

Heck, I am probably jealous of their offense and pitching too, even though I know nothing about either.  See, the Giants have (hopefully) hit the low point on the season, with a 9-1 loss in Los Angeles last night, hours after Mota was busted for PEDs.  Not only did the bullpen crumble, but the defense seriously did as well.  The offense, as seen above, scored one run.  Enough said.

Bruce Bochy said, “It looks like we skipped Spring Training,” and I have to agree.  Isn’t this is what Extended Spring Training is for?  Can whole teams go to Extended Spring Training?  If not, they might try consulting with baseball experts/reading baseball blogs with good advice (cough, cough)/sleeping and drinking warm tea/getting help from magical medicine men.  That’s not a euphemism for ‘roids, I’m talking real, honest-to-goodness medicine me, old-school.  Alternately, they could chain themselves to AT&T Park in protest of some obscure cause and call it a season.

I kid, I kid… sort of.

This is painful to watch, no two ways about it.  Hence I only sort of kid.  It is going to be a difficult road up, seeing as the farm system has already been cleared out in a lot of ways and there is, of course, nothing to do about the people who have been lost to injury.  I am sure different lineups will be tossed around and thrown out onto the field, but mostly, this group is either going to figure it out or they won’t.  Personally, I am pretty optimistic.  Bad luck can’t last forever, right?  This may be the lowest point of the season, but that’s means things can only get better.  Probably, at least.  I myself am going to cross my fingers and advise against dreaming LA water, because that stuff is terrible.  On a slightly unrelated note.

Beat LA.  Or rather, Play Baseball Against LA.

Diamond Girl

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Guillermo Pulls an Alberto

This just in:  Guillermo Mota has been suspended for using the performance enhancing drug, Clenbuterol.  It’s his second time caught using PEDs, so he’s out for 100 games.  AKA, something close to eternity.  Ouch.

Apparently, this is the same drug that caused Alberto Contador to lose his Tour de France and Giro D’Italia titles, which makes me cringe, because you know how I feel about doping and cycling-baseball similarities.  Coming from a cycling family, I watched a lot of it as a young child and remember really enjoyed watching Contador race way back when, as well as many other cyclists who have now been stripped of their titles.  They are, of course, ultimately making their own decisions, but it still makes me sad, more than anything else.  Same for baseball.  I hope it’s isolated, as in incident, but I can’t help but wonder all the same.

The Giants, meanwhile, are seriously stretched thin as this point.  They have lost people to just about every reason under the sun (knock on wood moment, right there) and in the bullpen, are missing four out of seven Opening Day relivers.  Those being:  Affeldt, Wilson, Otero and now Mota.  I think they’re going to need to put this message out soon:

Mota’s situation, of course, isn’t an issue of luck, but seriously.  Are the Giants having the worst luck this year or what?  Okay.  I need to stop now, before I knock on wood for a third time.

Also, today, discussing cologne, Derek Jeter said, “Some guys [spray it on] before the game,” he said. “You would be surprised. I won’t name names, but…”  My money is on Andy Pettite.  And A-Rod, of course.  I also have to say once more how much I love those cryptic Yankee quotes.  (Not.)

Now one mandatory “Beat LA!” before I go.  Because we totally are.  Going to beat LA, I mean.  You heard it here first.

Diamond Girl

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I Have Come to an Unfortunate Conclusion.

The Giants are only able to able to hit when I am there.  Not so unfortunate, right?  Just an excuse to go to the ballpark all the time.  But there’s more.  The Giants are only able to hit when I am there, rooting for the Brewers.  Kind of weird, no?  But my logic is sound, aside from all the millions of games they’ve won when I was neither there nor rooting for the Brewers.  But the two Giants-Brewers games at AT&T Park I’ve been to have both been offensive outbursts, of sorts.  Today’s game was not especially high-scoring, but San Francisco got nine hits, which wasn’t too shabby at all.  In 2010, the Giants won with an astonishing final of 9-2.  (Jose Guillen was the star of the show, remember him?)

I wasn’t planning to go to any games in this series, actually, but apparently I have become the go-to person when someone has Giants tickets they can’t use.  (Thank you, you know who are!) I do not mind this development at all.  So I picked up this morning and ran away to the circus.  The circus being the ballpark, of course.  It was a glorious day for a game and my Brewers hat did need a little dusting off.  (If you have no idea why I go to the Giants games and root for the BrewCrew, check out this post from way back when.)

In the top of the ninth, one avocado sandwich and one almond ice cream bar later, I did the rally cap thing and… boom.  The Brewers tied it up.  See?  I am good luck all around.  The Giants did eventually walk off in the eleventh, with a single from Hector Sanchez.  Granted, the pitcher they were facing from Milwaukee, Tom Dillard, was this close to walking in that walk off run, but it was a win all the same and the Giants are back at .500, going into this roadtrip.  Basically, I couldn’t be that crushed at the end.

Even when I am dying of sun exposure, I can rock a rally cap.

On to Los Angeles tomorrow and that is always exciting.  Yes, you are allowed one joke about me going to LA and pretending to be a Dodgers fan.  Then we can go back to being Giants fans and all will be well.  Sound like a plan?

Diamond Girl

p.s.  So, this.

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The Odds Were Ever In Their Favor

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.

Diamond Girl

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.)

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