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5 Best Tim Lincecum Moments

Yesterday was a strange day. I forgot there was a Giants game. I think I actually forgot the Giants existed. Somewhere around the fourth hour of The Fellowship of the Ring director’s cut at AMC Theaters, it all came back to me. But I was too engrossed to care.

Evidently, the Giants squeezed out a win against the Diamondbacks in this as-super-important-as-June-series-get series. Since I spent the evening a several realities away, I’ll leave the breakdown of that game to others.

I woke up to see happy birthday messages to Tim Lincecum everywhere. Which reminded me…

He signed that ball for me last June 15th and the whole crowd of autograph seekers sang Happy Birthday to him. It was loads of fun. So in honor of his big day coming around again, I’ve made a list of my personal top 5 favorite Tim Lincecum moments.

5. August and Beyond

In 2010, Timmy faced adversity… but it was storybook adversity. The kind where there’s a clean, simple problem with a clean, simple, perfect ending. Sure, it didn’t feel that way while it was going on. But looking back? Couldn’t really have gone down better.

4. A Day In The Life

I absolutely loved this Comcast SportsNet show. It didn’t feel overly rehearsed or corny but it wasn’t boring either. It was just a nice little slice-of-life. Well done.

3. The Kiss

Remember her? The girl who said she wanted her first kiss from Tim Lincecum? And he totally gave it to her. Too sweet.

2. Beanies Galore

The beanies have gone rather MIA recently. But remember when he wore them all the time? To his first Cy Young press conference even? Those were the days. I love ‘em.

1. 15 Strikeouts

Everyone has baseball games they attended that they will never, ever forget. Timmy’s career high 15 strikeouts against the Pittsburgh Pirates is one of those for me. Orange K after orange K going up on the wall and him just never slowing down.

Happy Birthday, Timmy. You’re named The Franchise for a reason.

Diamond Girl

p.s. Can my cake which won me the Ultimate Tim Lincecum Fan award get an honorable mention? I think there’s, you know, a striking resemblance.

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I Am Irrationally Excited…

…about the draft tonight. And all the gossip. I even watched a painfully boring, but still kind of interesting video about the top 50 prospects and I have popcorn waiting to be popped in expectance of the show at 4 PT. MLB says this is the deepest draft ever and Jon Daniels/Kip Fagg seem to imply the opposite. I can’t decide who I believe. Probably the Rangers. Neither the Giants nor the Rangers are picking anytime near the beginning, but I do have a Pirates soft spot, so first overall should be fun (but shame on you, people who leak who’s going to be picked. It takes away all the suspense!). You know what won’t be fun?

The coming weeks in Giants rotation news.

I’m scared. I really am.

With every beautiful Vogelsong start that makes me warm and fuzzy I am reminded that Zito and his pesky foot are getting a little closer to being better and that at some point (sooner rather than later?) Sabes et al. are going to have some choices to make. They say they are going to “get creative”. I say, if that includes glue and feathers then Zito should definitely get the call. If it includes pitching? I vote for Vogey.

Or maybe the A’s are in need of starting pitching and the Giants will eat the cash, get rid of him and I can still see him sometimes. Is that selfish? Don’t answer that question. Really, I don’t think it would be smart (or viable) for Giants to get rid of him. It’s called “insurance”, my friends, (not to mention piles of cash) and with our injury luck that rotation doesn’t feel safe. So I’ll just have to sit tight and wait until they decide to put their creativity on display (in a case? On a table? Mounted on the wall? Anyone’s guess.).

The bats aren’t exactly on fire, but they’re doing a decent job and the team seems dead set on looking only forward, which I am loving. The Nationals, who are in last place, nine games out, are coming to town tomorrow and Arizona is ever-so-vaguely skidding so now seems like a good time heat up.

Even though here in the Bay Area we are all walking around under a ceiling of fog in winter coats. That has got to make it a little harder to play baseball.

Diamond Girl

p.s. I don’t mean to be a fawning fan girl. I really don’t. But aren’t Brandon Crawford and his fiancé the cutest couple ever?

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Together, We’re Suckers.

MLBlogs is going down for the weekend plus Monday tomorrow so I’m going to go really fast, because I can an irrational fear that it’s going to be working on second and then- poof!, it’ll go down.  That’s probably not irrational, actually.  That’s probably exactly how it’ll happen.  But not until tomorrow.  Breathe, Emily.

 

What are the Giants up to?

 

An, um, six game winning streak.  I feel like I should whisper that because it feels a little tenuous and fragile, but it’s not really out of the blue or anything.  Pieces have fallen into place and the crazy home crowds are working their magic (Is it totally 2010 to say It’s Magic Inside?  Do I really have to say Together, We’re Suckers, or whatever lame slogan they have this year?).

 

And the Giants are in first place, a game on top of Colorado. 

 

That is not tenuous.  At all.  Positive affirmation, remember?

 

The intriguing quote of the day, for me was from the Diamondbacks manager, Kirk Gibson “Those guys are world champions, and they showed it in this series.  I feel like we got outplayed this series.”  It’s funny to hear the manager of another team break out the World Champions thing, since that’s feels like it’s outspokenly bad form to bring that up in the Bay Area and really by this time of year, I think all of baseball is getting over last year.  The comment was intriguing to me, I guess, because Gibson and the D-Backs faced the Giants down the stretch last year and I think the caliber of play the past several days has been up there.

 

Is that me being a total over-analyzer or is that kind of what he was saying?

 

Speaking of which.  I’m back in San Fran and went peddle-boating in Golden Gate Park for a birthday today.  I’d never even heard of the lake before but it was beautiful and there were the greatest turtles everywhere and afterwards at the boathouse I spotted this.

 

 

Giant aw.  I love people who love the Giants.

 

Diamond Girl

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Coors Field the Chamber of Horrors and Remember The Balloon Scene in Despicable Me?

We sucked all the air out of Chase Field.  And then, yeah, they sucked the air of us.  Basically, Madison showed encouraging signs aside from the 32 pitch first inning (ouch), Posey and Sandoval went back-to-back with the longball while Huff hit his first of this year, Rowand shows no signs of slowing down (toothy smile) and they are still desperately in need of an Inspirational Defense Coach.

Which is all to say that the game wasn’t that bad.  It was just bad in that they didn’t lose, they made me think they would win and then they lost.  À la Despicable Me balloon scene.  (Can’t find the clip online, but he comes up to a crying little boy, makes him happy with a balloon animal, and then promptly pops it and leaves the child in tears once again.)

 

Coors Field is up tonight.  Say that out loud.  Doesn’t it sound like The Chamber of Horrors, or something?  No?  Must just be me.  And have to do with the creepy humidor.  Wins would be absolutely lovely, but I’m not exactly predicting them.  Positivity only, so I won’t predict anything.

And is this article from the Dallas Observer about Colby Lewis for real?  I’ve been following the Rangers with wide eyes this year, though I haven’t written much about them, and while I get that the reporter is frustrated with them cooling off, what he says is just obscenely ridiculous.

“In Game 2, Colby Lewis is scheduled to start after missing his last regular turn in the rotation because — I’m not making this up — his wife, Jenny, was giving birth in California. To the couple’s second child.  Don’t have kids of my own but I raised a step-son for eight years. I know all about sacrifice and love and how great children are.  But a pitcher missing one of maybe 30 starts? And it’s all kosher because of Major League Baseball’s new paternity leave rule?  Follow me this way to some confusion.  Imagine if Jason Witten missed a game to attend the birth of a child. It’s just, I dunno, weird. Wrong even.  Departures?  Totally get it because at a funeral you’re saying goodbye to someone for the last time. But an arrival is merely saying hello to someone you’ll see the rest of your life.  Dave Bush filled in for Lewis last week in Detroit and threw three scoreless innings of a game that Mark Lowe and the bullpen eventually coughed up. But that’s not the point. Baseball players are paid millions to play baseball. If that means “scheduling” births so they occur in the off-season, then so be it. Of the 365 days in a year, starting pitchers “work” maybe 40 of them, counting spring training and playoffs.  If it was a first child, maybe. But a second child causing a player to miss a game? Ludicrous.”

Let’s clear a few things up.  Nobody thinks you’re making this up.  It is not in the least bit ludicrous.  It’s not even rare.  I know MLB has a new paternity leave rule, but before that players took off for their children’s births anyway (I remember Santiago Casilla last year and Cole Hamels in 2009).  I don’t even know what to say about the “an arrival is merely saying hello to someone you’ll see the rest of your life.”  I, too, have not had kids, but I don’t think that’s how parents view births.  If you want to shell Colby Lewis for his pitching or his hair or his choice of walk-up music, fine.  But please don’t do it about his paternity leave.  Not cool at all.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Happy Anniversary, 1906 Earthquake.  That 3.8 was cute.  Just don’t go getting ideas that we’re okay with something bigger. 

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Why I Don’t Buy the Zito Article and What I Would Do If I Were Sitting Five Rows Away from Dave Dombrowski

As if John Galliano and Charlie Sheen (sorry.   I promised myself to be the only blog in blogosphere not to mention him.  But I just had to.) aren’t enough, Coco Crisp was arrested early this morning from driving under the influence.  I was, of course, sad to hear it.  I’m not particularly a fan of his, but I do follow him on Twitter which, in a bizarre way, makes me feel like I know him.  This isn’t incredibly rare at Spring Training.  Just sad.

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I would also like to say that although I have the utmost respect for Bruce Jenkins, his story from this morning seems really, really iffy.  “A source close to the team indicated Tuesday that there is ‘exasperation’ with Zito, that his status as the No. 5 starter is ‘”definitely not safe.’”  What does that even mean?  Source close to the team?  Indicated?  I have no doubt the Giants are exploring options and don’t necessarily want Zito around, but I really doubt anyone in the organization told Jenkins that.  The story was just to stir up interest and, of course, page hits (hey, I just liked to it above).  The closed door meeting with Bochy and Zito probably was a little tense, because it’s not a fun situation for anyone.  But it seems Zito is trying to do this with a good attitude and is working hard and all parties involved are trying to stop this from getting ugly.

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At least the socks are brighter than ever.

Honestly, maybe it would be best for Zito to leave the Giants.  A change of scenery might be a godsend.  But either way, it’s really, really too early judge Barry 2011.

Let’s end on a happier note by just saying that if I could sit five rows away from Dave Dombrowski , I would faint.  Or I might just go up to him and tell him he should have sent Galarraga to the Giants, not the Diamondbacks.

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