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Why the Astros Helped the Giants Break the Drought (Don’t Worry, It Was Subconscious)

I bought new sunglasses at the always fantastic H&M yesterday.  I called them my Victoria Beckham shades, but after last night’s game, I think they might actually be rose-colored.

These may look black to you, but trust me, they will make you see the world (and especially Giants) in a whole new, home-run-hitting light.  But!  In case you are considering coming to steal them from me after my tirade about their awesomeness, know that I am highly trained in the fine art of… origami.  Not a good idea.

Madison Bumgarner rocked pretty much everything, including hitting his first Major League home run to tie up the game in the third inning.  It was the Giants first long ball at home since Gregor Blanco did the feat – yep, homers are a feat ‘round here – on May 14th.  Not to be one-upped, Brandon Belt hit another one later in the night and along with Madison’s 12 strikeouts over nearly eight innings, they led San Francisco to a 6-3 win over Houston, who might be AL or NL at this point.  I’m not entirely clear on that.  (Just. Kidding. People. With. No. Sense. Of. Humor.)

According to the San Francisco Chronicle, that right there was the longest at-home homer drought since the Astros in 1990.  History just happened here, guys.  (Also, yes.  Astros.  Who we’re playing.  I bet they have an innate remembrance of that, even though none of the players are the same, so they subconsciously felt badly for the Giants and allowed those home runs.  This makes so much sense now.)

According to Dave Flemming, I tweet too much like a valley girl.  Victoria Beckham sunglassed valley girl, I might add.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Melky is back!  Melky is back!  Melky is back!

Why the Astros Helped the Giants Break the Drought (Don’t Worry, It Was Subconscious)

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Can We Have Their Defense, Please?

Now I get that it’s the Astros farm system and everything so they don’t get cool new road jerseys with black piping (hideous) like my Giants but… that defense.  I am jealous.

Heck, I am probably jealous of their offense and pitching too, even though I know nothing about either.  See, the Giants have (hopefully) hit the low point on the season, with a 9-1 loss in Los Angeles last night, hours after Mota was busted for PEDs.  Not only did the bullpen crumble, but the defense seriously did as well.  The offense, as seen above, scored one run.  Enough said.

Bruce Bochy said, “It looks like we skipped Spring Training,” and I have to agree.  Isn’t this is what Extended Spring Training is for?  Can whole teams go to Extended Spring Training?  If not, they might try consulting with baseball experts/reading baseball blogs with good advice (cough, cough)/sleeping and drinking warm tea/getting help from magical medicine men.  That’s not a euphemism for ‘roids, I’m talking real, honest-to-goodness medicine me, old-school.  Alternately, they could chain themselves to AT&T Park in protest of some obscure cause and call it a season.

I kid, I kid… sort of.

This is painful to watch, no two ways about it.  Hence I only sort of kid.  It is going to be a difficult road up, seeing as the farm system has already been cleared out in a lot of ways and there is, of course, nothing to do about the people who have been lost to injury.  I am sure different lineups will be tossed around and thrown out onto the field, but mostly, this group is either going to figure it out or they won’t.  Personally, I am pretty optimistic.  Bad luck can’t last forever, right?  This may be the lowest point of the season, but that’s means things can only get better.  Probably, at least.  I myself am going to cross my fingers and advise against dreaming LA water, because that stuff is terrible.  On a slightly unrelated note.

Beat LA.  Or rather, Play Baseball Against LA.

Diamond Girl

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Ed Wade KNEW IT

Well, not to get all I-told-you-so on you, but I did tell you so.

Let’s flash back to July 30th, 2011 at about 5:03 pm, when I posted a blog post titled, “An Epic Gathering of All 30 General Managers for a Round Table Chat About the Trade Deadline”.  In it, all the GMs basically talked smac- that is, shop- with one another.  What were Ed Wade’s words?

Ed Wade, Astros- I’ve loved working with all of you.  Really, I have.  If my job, ahem, something, ahem, happens to it.  You all are the best.  (At this point he takes out a blue and white checkered hankie and dabs his eyes.)

Theo Epstein, Red Sox- (Looking at Wade with distaste.)  You know, Ed, your name has always reminded me of that odd Johnny Depp movie, Ed Wood?  Remember it?  It’s about the arguably worst film maker even.  Ironic.  (He smirks and pauses.) [cont.]

And while that may seem like it was Wade predicting his own demise, no, it was me.  He didn’t really say that, I came up with it.  Or at the very least, Theo did.  Theo, who is now with the Cubbies.  Huh.  Times have changed.

Anyway, today it was announced that the ‘Stros have indeed fired him and are potentially, maybe, kinda-sorta considering Thad Levine for the job.  I am selfish and want Levine to stay in Texas (wait, that doesn’t work.  I mean, stay with the Rangers) forever after, but at the same time, I think he’s pretty fabulous and would probably do good things for the Astros.  Now that they’re in the AL, my Giants-half is just fine with them doing well. 

And did you hear about CJ meeting with the Marlins?  I will spare you another player-meets-with-team script, but… those Marlins.  Phew.  They are courting with a capital C.  Will it work?  Will it flop?  Tune in to [station] at [time] to see.

Diamond Girl

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I Feel Like a Yo Yo

The roller coaster simile has been used one too many times.  And besides, I took a roller coaster for the first time earlier this summer and it was hell all the way through.  Whereas a yo yo goes up and down, good and bad.  Like the Giants.  One day I feel all wonderful about them, the next, not so much. 

If only everyone were Giants fans, there would be no need for sleeping pills.  Rooting for this team is exhausting.

Thankfully, last night was a high moment in the yo yo thing.  A 2-1 victory over Houston, who are, bizarrely enough, starting to feel like a rival to me.  That’s probably just my twisted mind, seeing as they are 43-89 (ah, ouch) with the worst record in Major Leagues.  But I do feel that way all the same.  Like I really, really want to beat them.

And as if I didn’t already love Madison Bumgarner enough?  He waxed eloquent (well, eloquent for a baseball player) about the fog last night and how it makes it harder for opposing hitters.  I wanted to fly across the bay and hug him.  Seriously.  No one ever says that.  I, personally, like the fog because the fog is cozy and lovely but the opposing hitter thing is true too.

The game ended with a bang with Santiago Casilla spurring more than a few, Who needs Brian Wilson? comments over the internet.  And in my mind.  Leaving aside Wilson comparisons, Casilla was very literally perfect and came through in a huge way with our closer on the DL and a tenuous 2-1 lead. 

I think if I had gone ahead with my flying-across-the-bay-to hug-MadBum plan, I would have hugged Santiago too.

This evening will bring the first Major League start of Eric Surkamp which I am simultaneously very excited and very nervous about.  MLB debuts tend to be very good or very bad, you know?  So I am just crossing my fingers tight for this to be one of the former.

Diamond Girl

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My Letter to the Padres

Dear San Diego Padres,

Look.  I know we’ve had our differences.  I know I hated you with something of a burning passion last year- and, okay, much of this year- and I may have made one too many cracks about Jon Daniels vs. Jed Hoyer, but deep down we’re friends, right?  I mean, I hope so.  Because I have a teeny-tiny favor to ask of you.

You are going to be inhabiting Chase Field, the home of the much-feared Diamondbacks this evening and I, well, need you to beat them.

Pretty simple, really.  Just get a few hits, throw some nice pitches and come out with the W. 

The reason I’m proposing this is that it’s really good for both of us.  My Giants get a chance to end today only 2 games back and you get a chance to be only, eh, 11 games back!  Win-win, I know.  You don’t need to tell me how smart I am.

Hey, if you want to just sweep ‘em, you could do that too!  Because, just between you and me, the Giants totally rained on my parade yesterday.  I was sniffing my fingers-which-smelled-like-lemons-due-to-my-making-of-lemon-bars and totally, 100% ready for a win and then they went and… lost.  Sometimes my optimism is hard to keep going.  Which is, of course, why I could use a little help from you.

Thankfully, the lemon bars were perfectly delicious.  So my day was not entirely ruined.

So do we have a deal, Pads?  What if I throw in a new name for your stadium?  (Because even you must admit that Petco Park is rather lame.)  I’m thinking something along the lines of Prada Park or Stadium of Marc Jacobs.  You know.

Love,

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Cole Hamels cannot walk the runway.  In case there was ever a question about that.

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