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Goodbye Spring Training, A Semi-Original Poem

The Giants arrived in San Francisco last night which is so exciting I can barely write.  And I am going to the ballpark tonight which is also so exciting I can barely write.  Cinnamon roasted walnuts, here I come!

 

But before we get down to Bay Ball (nod to Mychael Urban), I want to give a quick goodbye to Spring Training.

 

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Goodbye Arizona
Goodbye Spring Training
Goodbye people playing who I’ve never heard of
Goodbye Scottsdale
And Surprise, too

Goodbye split-squad games
Goodbye cactus
Goodbye scorpions
And goodbye beautiful weather
Goodbye strange jerseys

And goodbye games that don’t matter
Goodbye static-y broadcasts
And goodbye lawns in the outfield
Goodbye no pressure
And goodbye nostalgia of last year
Goodbye questions about the rotation

Goodbye Brian Wilson
And goodbye to the old beat writer
whispering “it’s just Spring Training”

Goodbye Arizona
Goodbye Spring Training
Hello to baseball everywhere

 

We’re close.  We are so, so close.

 

Diamond Girl

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The Best Hair Crown Just Went Bye-Bye


The first round of Spring Training cuts happened today and though I am a Hinshaw fan, I have to admit I wasn’t sad for this to happen.  It means we’re a little closer to this whole strange thing that is Spring Training being over.

Spring Training freaks me out because if the team does well, I have this, The teams that do well in Spring Training don’t do well in the real season feeling.  And if the team does badly, it’s all What’s wrong with them?!  They’re going to be terrible!  I am excited about how good the Giants have been so far, but I’m a little tentative.  Not getting my hopes up.  Much.

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CJ Wilson’s new(ish) Twitter profile picture.

You know how in Alice in Wonderland, after the final battle, the crown goes flying from the Red Queen’s head to the White Queen’s and then the Cheshire Cat appears (you can see it at 6:45 here)?  I need someone with evaporating skills to help me with that. 

So.  I need a new Best Hair King.  And I’m taking votes on these three candidates.

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1.  Barry Zito, San Francisco Giants

2.  Gio Gonzalez, Oakland A’s

3.  Neftali Feliz, Texas Rangers (who, for the record, has the best curls ever)

Takin’ votes down there in the comments.  If you vote, I will send you some Aussie hairspray.  Maybe.  Potentially.  Perhaps.

Diamond Girl

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My Paris Hilton’s BFF Shoes, The Zito Breakdown and Mark DeRosa’s Look Alike

My breakdown of Zito, that is.  Not him breaking down in his Range Rover or something.

I’ve spent the past few days doing things like discovering I can only make good ad roughs while chewing watermelon gum and watching the Academy Awards and wondering what is wrong with James Franco (a lot) and deciding that Halle Berry was best dressed, hands down and then having a bit of a Shopalohics Anonymous moment at a shoe store today when I tried on these five inch Steve Madden heels that were covered in gold glitter.  It wasn’t until The Sister alerted me that I looked like Paris Hilton’s BFF that I ditched them.

Most important event of these days though?  The fact that Real Live Baseball Before Your Very Eyes is happening.  It is enough to make me glow more than any glittery Madden heels for days on end.

The game today was a hard one for me, though.  I am a huge Zito fan (you knew that, didn’t you?) and a little apprehensive for his first start, albeit a Cactus League start, since the whole playoff roster thing.  Well, I’ll just say this wasn’t exactly comforting.  I mean, physically it’s not surprising he would be a little off in his first start, but I think the mental thing is a bigger deal for him.  My personal opinion is that his little plans every year are to blame.  I’m sure every player has some sort of plan, but with Zito it always seems to get out.  And they include messing with his pitches or his motion in a big way.  He seems to way overthink it (hey, don’t we all?  He just does it very publicly).  I believe he is a premiere pitcher and a Cy Young Award winner and he just needs to cut the plans and pitch.  Mychael Urban told me that it’s a “go back to roots” thing this year.  I understand that conceptually, but it is, for better or for worse, nine years later than those roots and that doesn’t seem like it’s poised to succeed, to me.  There is such a thing as being too smart and we all experience it from time to time.  The NFL knows it too.  Mostly, Zito is obviously someone who needs a little space to figure things out, so I hope it was just, um, first game weirdness?  ::crosses fingers::

Otherwise, the game was pretty encouraging for us San Franciscans and wanna-be-San-Franciscans and San-Franciscans-at-heart.  Brandon Belt basically screamed, Listen, y’all! and DeRosa actually seemed healthy out there which is bizarre and lovely at the same time.  DeRosa and healthy feel almost like oxymorons.  But I hope not.


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Isn’t that guy a total Mark DeRosa look alike?  He’s Rufus Sewell and I saw him in Tristan and Isolde, which, by the way, is not worth watching even to spot the DeRosa doppelganger.  And the fact that I think they look alike has nothing to do with the character being named Marke.

So that is my giant catch-up session because it’s been way too long and not blogging for two whole days is ridiculous.  Hugs and lemon poppy-seed muffins to all.  I really need to make some of those.  It’s been too long.

Diamond Girl

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‘Cause it’s February, the 22nd and I’m hugging Dodgers…

…and I can’t tell a lie.

I have watched Holiday Inn way (and I mean way, way) too many times so as soon as I looked at a calendar and saw it was February the 22nd that song got stuck in my head. 

The Giants Spring Training season kicks off on Friday and I’m not gonna lie:  I am counting the minutes.  Well, days.  But almost minutes.  I am, once again, not gonna lie:  I would prefer to be in the Grapefruit League.  The Grapefruit League brings to mind a sort of comic book world with eternal spring and around the clock baseball.  The Cactus League just brings rather unpleasant memories of cactus that grows a little too far onto the sidewalk.  The rest is unfortunate history.

I would also like to say that my heart breaks a little every time I see something about Juan Uribe in Dodger Blue.   The Merc was kind enough to make an entire photo slideshow of said object.  That was sort of rough.  One picture is, you know, plenty.

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Uribe is an example of someone who totally has a personality without freaky beards or black masks or anything like that.  Oooo-ribe was wonderful while it lasted.  He will be missed.

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I’ve almost filled up my Talking About Dodgers quota so I’ll go fast with this… don’t you dare make a joke about Eugenio Velez missing his flight and missing that ball.  You know the one.  I was there and it was wet.  And he had just gotten hit in the head, which tends to be omitted from the history books.  Velez is a good defensive outfielder and he tries 110% all the time.  Which is, of course, part of his problem but you can’t say he doesn’t try.  And that play is utterly understandable and missing a plane flight is no fun at all.  Hugs to him too.

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I need to sign off before I hug any more Dodgers.  Happy February the 22nd.  Treat yourself to a little Fred Astaire.  And a little more.

Diamond Girl

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In 5 Minutes: What’s Trending on Day 5 of Spring Training 2011

*I bought my first tickets for the 2011 season yesterday.  Way beyond excited.

*Another day, another piece of not entirely positive news about Joe Martinez.

*If you use melted chocolate instead of a cocoa powder in your hot chocolate you eliminate the possibility of grounds at the bottom.  (Diamond Girl with Useful Advice strikes again!)

*This video made me giddily excited.  It’s one thing to miss baseball in the offseason but it’s quite another to see it at your fingertips.  Zito and Lincecum doing bullpen sessions together is one of the greatest things ever.

*I know it’s Day 5.  I know it’s Day 5.  But every mention of little injuries freaks me out.  Stay healthy, brothers.  Stay healthy.  I am not prone to being panicky, but in this situation…

*Brian Wilson stated that the beard may not last the season.  I started writing an obituary for it.

*The Albert Pujols saga has progressed to the We Are So Puzzled We Are Not Even Going There stage.

*The Michael Young saga went there a long time ago.

And there you have it.  Day 5 in 5 minutes.  Who knew a sleepy Friday in February could be that exciting?

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I ventured out into the rain to see Justin Bieber in 3D because virality is one of my passions in life (seriously).  All I could think the whole time is, “Is Scooter Braun [his manager] related to Ryan?”  And, you know, “Why is Justin trying to poke my eye out?”  I am with Roger Ebert on the whole 3D thing.

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