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When Life Gives You Lights Out, Play “Lights”!

I gave Tony La Russa a call last night.  He didn’t pick up.  So I texted him and said, “Nice try, RuRu.”  He didn’t answer.  I can’t decide whether he was more offended by the message or the nickname.  Then again, one good turn deserves another and you think it was fun to stand on the 3rd base line for half an hour on Opening Day?

In all seriousness, I don’t think the lights going out (and the ensuing 15 minute delay with one pitch to go til the end of the game) was a conspiracy and it’s a blip on the map in the long, drawn out and- dare I say it?- torturous win over St. LuLu.  It featured some stellar hitting and relief pitching, with Sergio Romo totally redeeming himself and me falling more and more in love with Brandon Crawford.  Manny Burriss had a big moment, which made us Manny-ites happy and then there was Nate Schierholtz.  What can I say about him except that I still can’t spell his name and it’s about time!  He’s finally playing like he should, you know?  And it’s so gratifying to watch him and a nice revelation from the endless parade of slumping outfielders.  Then there was Aubrey.  I can’t say that might be a sign he’s heating up.  I’m become a total skeptic about him.  I need to see a whole lot more before I’ll laugh and talk really fast with the only decipherable words being, “slow starter”. 

I just realized that this is actually a four game set (why, Bud?  Why?) so my eyes will be peeled for any more suspicious stuff at Busch Stadium and I will be praying that Arizona cools off a little before we go out there in two weeks.

Around the league, the Angels team flight had an emergency landing (aaah!) Dodgers have a fire and an unfit parent on their hands (I feel for them.  I really do.) and Kansas City had an incredibly sweet proposal which I keep watching over and over, trying to decide if I think it was really a surprise or not.  I vaguely think it was all planned.  And yeah.  Santa doesn’t exist.  Sorry.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Bye-bye, Ryan Rohlinger and happy travels in the Rockies organization!  We’ll miss you ’round here.

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The Other Brandon And The Lowdown on Female Friday

The other Brandon is Brandon Crawford who challenged my skepticism of his call-up in a hurry last night. With a grand-slam to give the Giants a lead in Milwaukee. I cheered almost as loudly for that as for Ryan Braun’s double and then I felt like a terrible person afterwards because, you know, I’m a Giants fan before I’m a Brewers fan. I genuinely hate when they play each other and I can’t wait for this series to be over so I can get back to my orange and black ways 100%.

Which is all not to detract from Brandon’s perfect moment. It was just unexpected and unscripted and breathed a little life into a team that is gasping right now. The losing streak was promptly snapped and I feel Bochy’s motivational speaking career is taking off.

The other fun thing about yesterday? The inaugural “Female Friday” on the Fitz and Brooks show in KNBR 680. Brooks is on vacation, so Fitz decided to do a show about female fans, asking for girl callers and guys about girl fans. It was interesting, funny and rare. I never hear female callers on sportstalk radio so I enjoyed sort of sourcing the women who listen to KNBR, but don’t usually call. And, of course, I couldn’t resist joining the conversation. I wrote in an email about, among other things, my love for general managers and they read it on air, which was really exciting because I am the biggest KNBR geek ever. I missed it because I was, appropriately perhaps, fashion photoshooting with high waisted blue jeans and vintage briefcases. It was a lot of fun, but I was sad to miss the rest of the show/my fifteen seconds of fame. Fist bumps to the KNBR people for doing it, though. Stoked for many more weeks of it. They need me on as an expert on female fans, don’t they? I have a lot of theories. Some of which are backed up by fact. Some of which are not.

I am now checking out for a weekend in a place I have never heard of because of- what else?- a baseball tournament. The hotel has a hot tub and I am a pushover, so I couldn’t say no to accompanying The Brother. Since this is, as I said, a place I have never heard of, I kind of guess I will have a lot of time on my hands. So checking out doesn’t necessarily mean no blog posts. Wish me luck in the backwater, okay? Thanks.

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