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Champagne and Magical Games

It’s been over a full 24 hours now since the Giants won Game 5 of the NLDS and gave themselves a spot in the NLCS and I’m still kind of in a state of disbelief.  The odds were not in the Giants favor by any stretch of the imagination but they won it… they found a way to turn the series around and slowly kill all of their fans inside and make us love them with all our hearts all the same.

I’m still not sure what happened, exactly.  I think people had started writing their post-mortem wraps when the Giants left for Cinci.  Then, slowly but surely, something clicked.  A handful of torturous and mildly horrifying games later, there was champagne and another series and Hunter Pence is the greatest motivational speaker in the history of the universe.

The odds were ever in our favor, as it turned out.

And it was magical.  It didn’t feel terribly magical at the time, because I was writhing and biting my nails, but after they got that last out, I just made myself an Italian soda and just let it sink in.  By the end of tonight, there will be four teams left and the Giants are one of them.

The A’s are not, in other Bay Area news.  They got Verlandered last night – yes, Verlander is a verb now and it means, oops, you lose – and the Yankees were the Yankees and that was that.  Yankees-Giants World Series is pretty much what I dream about on long, cold offseason days so my fingers are solidly crossed.  As you can imagine, Giants-Tigers would also set us up, you know, to be Verlandered.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.  First comes the NLCS and I cannot wait.

Popcorn and cupcakes.  Here we come.

Diamond Girl

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The Non-Literal Stars Aligning

Happy October!  I was ridiculously happy for it to be October, until I checked the weather this morning and… the rest is history.  We’re having a (semi)serious heat wave in the Bay Area and Diamond Girl + heat waves = no bueno.

Then I remembered that today is the day we are going to Beat LA – which is a rhyme, but never mind that – and I went right back to being ridiculously excited.  I was smiling ear to ear, even carrying my 50 pound book bag down the street in 80 degree weather.   (It may not have been 50 pounds or 80 degrees, but, my friends, this is called creative license )  Which is to say, I cannot wait for this thing to get started.  Cannotwait.  My shoulder hurts from the bag, but I’m still stoked.

Across the Bay, there is some serious drama with the A’s-Rangers series kicking off and I guess they could both clinch playoff spots tonight, theoretically, if all the non-literal stars aligned.  It’s not like I am beginning to see the wisdom of the second wildcard, but I am beginning to see the wisdom of the second wildcard.  Nobody tell Bud Selig I said that.

Over on Twitter, Andrew Baggarly put out a few statistics about the Giants, including that they have the fewest home runs in the Majors this year and assuming that doesn’t change over the next couple of days, they’ll be only the fourth team in the live-ball era to make the playoffs with the fewest home runs.  Say, what?  I was surprised by that one.  Not that the Giants hit the fewest bombs.  That was no surprise at all.  I make a little notch in the tree outside my house every time I go to a game and they don’t hit one out (I kid, tree huggers) and it has… oh, a notch for every game I’ve ever been to.  But the latter stat?  That one’s interesting.  Who knew homer-pathetic teams were doomed in the playoff race?   Moneyball 2.0, guys.  The secret ain’t walks.  It’s homers.   Except when you’re the Giants and it’s right now.  So, yeah.  The theory has some flaws.  But still.

Lastly, Cardinals?  After the Giants Beat LA tonight and hand you your playoff spot, I do expect something in return.  I collect Christmas tree ornaments and there’s also this Kate Spade handbag I have my eye on, if you need ideas.  You’re welcome!

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I woke up.  September ended.  (Hey, I only get to make that joke once a year.  Bear with me.)

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Hello from Red Sox Nation!

Seriously, guys.  Everyone here is a Red Sox fan.  Everyone.  And if they’re not a Red Sox fan, they still hate the Yankees.  It’s a little bit eerie, actually.  As I landed in Boston yesterday, a woman behind me was filling in her kids on the Sox game and said something about Cody Ross.  I was this close to turning around and being all, “2010 World Series, baby!” when I realized that I was in Boston now and they were not the least bit interested in the 2010 World Series.  I picked up my black-and-white checkered tote and zipped my lips.

I missed last night’s game because being a West Coast fan on the East Coast is horrible and I couldn’t stay awake, but I hear it was quite depressing anyway.  I would be lying if I said I was all sad about missing it.  Interleague Play has not treated us terribly well so far this year and I’m more nervous than I should be, heading into the Bay Bridge Matchup.  Series loss to the Rangers, series loss to the Mariners and now a series loss to the Angels.  When this Giants team is good, it’s really, really good.  But when it’s bad?  It’s really, really bad.  Not that there were’t good things about last night’s game and the past few series’ in general – Vogelsong did pretty much the best he could have, three runs over seven innings – but otherwise, they just seem off, for lack of a better word.  Everyone’s healthy, but not everyone’s good.

Also, the Angels of Anaheim are doing better than they should be.  It helps that the Rangers are 9-1 in their last 10, but the Angels are also 7-3 and exactly five games back.  Too close for comfort?  Yes.

The Giants meanwhile, are 4-6 in their last 10, but that’s exactly the same as the Dodgers, so nothing is too disastrous after all.  San Francisco is four games back from first place and heading into a series against the A’s who, while they might be hot right now, are sure to cool off sometime.  And starting tomorrow is sure to be “sometime”.

Am I not the best inspirational speaker in the history of the Giants blogosphere?  (Admittedly short history, but still.)

Go Red So– aah.  No.  This city is not getting to me.

Diamond Girl

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13-Minute Cupcakes and Assorted Rangers Pitchers

When I looked at the probable pitchers for this weekend’s Rangers-Giants series, I was disappointed.  If Twitter is any measure of the general population’s opinions (which it, well, isn’t, but no matter), a lot of other people were too.  Why?  Because we all wanted to see Yu.  Not you.  You’re awesome and all, and it’s not you it’s me… but I’m talking Yu Darvish.  Because he is pretty much the best thing to happen to Major League Baseball since Ryan Braun’s haircut.  When I saw, then, that he was starting in Oakland today, my fingers were on StubHub in record time and soon enough, I had tickets and had suckered my family into dropping everything and coming with me.  I have a delightful family, on occasion.

I got to the O.Co Coliseum sort of, um, early because apparently they open the gates an hour and a half before gametime, rather than two full hours, like they generally do in civilized pla— I mean, AT&T Park.  I’ve never been to Arlington, Texas but I imagine it’s something like it was in Oakland today.  Rangers.  Fans.  Everywhere.  It was kind of weird, but kind of fantastic.

Anyhow, for reasons I discovered and will explain later, My Favorite Ranger Ever (as much as I love Yu, this one goes to Alexi Ogando) was throwing a bullpen session when I did get into the stadium.  I was, oh, four feet away from him and it ranks up there in Greatest Moment of Emily’s Life, right up with the time I made cupcakes from scratch in just under thirteen minutes.  True story.

Pictures or it didn’t happen, you say?  Okay, I say.  I will gladly oblige.

Also, isn’t their Rangers-themed ball bag the cutest thing on earth?  I want one.  Even though I don’t really tote around baseballs.  Ever.  Still, I bet it could double as a fab makeup bag.

I would once more like to say thankyouAJPrelleryouarethebestandsoisAlexitheend.

The game itself was not nearly as fun.  Yu was not in tiptop Yu shape and sort of seemed to forget where the strike zone was, midway through.  Josh Hamilton, in good ol’ Josh Hamilton fashion, hit a double and Beltre singled him in, for the only Rangers run of the game.  I like the A’s just fine under normal circumstances… normal circumstances being when they are not scoring seven runs off of Texas.  I glowered into my avocado sandwich for a while and then the Yu jokes started and I had a good time.

All with one eye, of course, on the out-of-town scoreboard.  Yes, guys, I’m still a Giants fan, believe it or not!  It was getaway day in San Diego and the Giants had their first three-homer game since the beginning of April at Coors Field and they, you know, have a humidor and things so that doesn’t really count.  Today, it was the magical and marvelous combo of Buster Posey, Gregor Blanco and Angel Pagan.  Good times, eh?  The Giants head into this weekend’s matchup with the exact same record as the Rangers, by some fate:  33 wins, 25 losses.

To say I cannot wait would be a massive understatement.  Sure, my loyalties are a bit messy, but the games are also sure to be loads of fun.  And yes, Alexi is starting on Sunday, in place of newly-DL’ed Derek Holland.  Which is why he was throwing a bullpen.  So he can mow down the Giants.  Yep, messy loyalties, indeed.

Diamond Girl

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The Curse of the One Horribly Nasty Inning

For two days there, everything was golden.  The Giants won the Bay Bridge series, Part I for 2012, taking two out of three.  The first game was 8-6, the second 4-0 and the third was, well, 6-2 with the A’s winning.  That’s when the goldenness shuttered to a halt.  In general, I like the A’s just fine.  I follow them casually, seeing as they reside close to me and I have an irrational adoration of Billy Beane, but when they match up against San Francisco, my feelings take a bit of a 360.

Which is all to say, I was glad the Giants won this series and acquitted their side of the bay rather nicely and are now back on the light side of .500.  Confession, though:  I was relieved to see that Josh Reddick got that homer in the final game, if the Giants were the going to lose it anyway.  On Friday night, he smashed himself in the back of the head with his bat after striking out and I’ve been kind of worried for him all weekend.  Presumably a homer will dissuade him from smashing himself in the head for a while?  Because I would sleep much better at night knowing that.  Baseball’s fantastic but it’s not all that, Josh.  Okay?  Okay.  Now that that’s settled!

The unfortunate part of the series, of course, was the last game.  (Aside from the Reddick longball, as previously discussed.)  Because although the club looked all around much better in the first two games, Lincecum had The Curse of the One Horribly Nasty Inning and that pretty much blew the game open.  “What’s wrong with Timmy?” doesn’t cut it at this point.  He claims he needs to become more arrogant and while I applaud the sentiment – who doesn’t want to become arrogant?  I sure do. – I have to admit, I’m not one hundred percent what that has to do with The Curse of the One Horribly Nasty Inning.  I might try the voodoo store in Berkeley, if I were him.  Then again, if I were him, I would also have gotten that haircut a cool five thousand years before he did.  Evidently, I am not him.  If I can become more arrogant and pitch better, I do not object in the slightest.  In the meantime, I am glad to have Madison on the mound in Milwaukee tonight.  Can he bat clean-up, Bochy et al.?  Pretty please?

In other (old) news, Bob Davidson of balkin’ fame was suspended a game for his lack of social skills.  Er, bad “situation handling”.  He apparently did not peace out and check out my ump-themed tote as I advised him a while back.  I do still wonder if he likes rom-coms or action flicks, but I will probably never know.  Ah, well.  Onwards to more pressing things, like…

Beat Mil-Wah, guys!  Just don’t, you know, beat Ryan Braun.  If you can help it.

Diamond Girl

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