I feel like my blog posts have just become a glorified forum to project the current magic number in big, flashing letters.
Yes, I just took five minutes to make that GIF. You’re welcome, guys. [Apparently, these GIFs don’t display right unless you enlarge them. They’re magnificent, so I do encourage you to enlarge them.]
Anyway, today wasn’t actually all that glorious a day in Giants-land. They lost 10-2 to the Diamondbacks (who are the Diamondbacks, but we’ll just forget about that) and the game was slowly but surely a complete train wreck.
It did give me an opportunity to use my train wreck photo, though, which I don’t think I’ve used all year. So that’s good.
Aren’t those games the worst? You actually think they’re salvageable at first and then as time goes by, you restock on the chocolate chips and nail polish as you realize that no, really, this one is not salvageable. Then you (if you are me, which you aren’t, but whatever) curl up by your radio and kind of let Jon and Dave’s voices lull you into a sleep where you dream of the Giants winning and the Dodgers, of course, losing.
If you’re very lucky, later that evening, that last part becomes a reality. The Dodgers once again proved their affinity for handing the Giants the division with a nice card on lilac-scented paper and finished up an extra-inning lose to the Cardinals. So that was the good news. Magic number shrunk once more.
Yes, I’m using that again. I figure with all the time I spent on it, I might as well get some mileage out of it.