Monthly Archives: November 2012

A Bit of Consolation for Eli Whiteside

Hide your catchers, people, because Brian Cashman is coming to steal them away.  First Chris Stewart and now Eli Whiteside?  Cashman needs to start preying on players at other positions.  Second basemen, maybe.  Or left-handed relief pitchers, perhaps.  That would be good.  But if we don’t watch out, Buster Posey might disappear from right under our noses any minute, so we need to watch out backs.

You know how Oakland fans say they always lose their stars to New York?  Across the Bay, we lose our… non-stars to New York, I guess.

In all seriousness, though, Eli Whiteside is one of those affable players who has lingered through a pretty amazing run for the franchise, never close by but never exactly far away either.  Whiteside doesn’t have any huge highlights, but there was a memorable fight somewhere in there against them Phillies and I, for one, always think of his homer against the Twins last June as well.  Safe travels in New York, Eli.  I hear they have, ahem, some really fabulous Italian restaurants on the Upper West Side.

In my very own New York news, I progressed from a crossing the street on foot when the light was yellow to crossing when the it was full-on red, but I figure it’s okay, I’m just prepping for my late hour Manhattan trip next month.  Which is probablykindasortahappening and if it does, it will be awesome and Eli and I can go to aforementioned Italian place together.

You hear that, Eli?  Everything will be all right.  I will be there to comfort you with ravioli when you begin to miss giraffe hats and San Francisco.

Aside from the big Whiteside news, the hot stove has been pretty much silent.  Like, completely silent.  Like, drop a pin and we would all hear it.  I ate too many vegan energy bars today – I’m not a vegan, but those things are devilishly good – and changed my Tumblr URL and that was all.  (I mean, there was the real life work/school stuff I did, but that doesn’t count.)  Life is lonely without baseball.  ::hot stove hugs::

Diamond Girl

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Hello There, Sabes

Hello there, Sabes.  It’s been too long, hasn’t it?  Time for a little talk.

We’ve had our ups and ours downs, you and I.  Strangely enough, after you won the 2010 World Series was one of our downs.  As I said at the time, despite the fact that we’d won it all, I didn’t agree with how you’d managed the team and with the (extremely notable) exceptions of the pitching staff and Buster Posey, I didn’t see the other key players as being a part of a recipe for long-term success.

Some people say that after a GM wins a World Series, he should get no-questions-asked benefit of the doubt for the entire offseason.  Aside from the inherent impossibility of that, because we’re baseball fans for Pete’s sake, I don’t agree with it.  I think a GM’s team can win the World Series and you can still disagree with how they went about it and whether or not the way they went about it was in the best interest of the team for the years to come.

But this offseason?  I would like to personally extend a Get Out of Jail Free Card to you.

Sorry, you cannot sell this card, no matter what treasures Theo Epstein offers you in exchange for it.  You must keep until needed.

Because you showed us fans up this season.  Big time.  And I mean that in the best way possible.  I mean, we could just start with the 94 wins and leave the World Series as an afterthought, because there were precious few people who predicted that.  The team was very, very good and I think the pieces of it, with just a couple of exceptions, probably, are pieces that are absolutely built for long-term success.

The exclusive negotiating period for teams with their free agents ends on Sunday (you know that, Sabes, I’m just reminding my dear and devoted readers) and so the offseason is kicking off in earnest.  But Giants fans?  They’re pretty quiet.  We’re pretty quiet.  We’re pretty quiet because In Brian Sabean We Trust.  You didn’t make qualifying offers to any of our free agents and while within the fandom we’re discussing it, we’re also waiting to see what you decide to do with a good deal more patience than we usually display.

The offseason is long (and the days are long / and I’ll sing you a song / about how all our troubles are gone… song interlude, don’t mind me) and it has just begun.  Happy offseason, Sabes – er, Sabean.  Sorry.  I try.  I really do.  That nickname is so… sorry, am I making it worse?  I’ll just stop talking now.

xoxo,

Diamond Girl

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