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September 29, 2012 · 5:26 pm

Buster Posey and I

You guys are probably going to be suspicious of this, but I’ve noticed a very strange trend.  And I don’t lie on my blog.  (Usually.  There was that one time… but never mind.)  Anyway, just as Buster Posey gets smashed in the throat and promptly loses his voice, I get all croaky.  Seriously.  It’s not the first time, either.  I had sympathetic ankle pain when, y’know, That Thing We’re Not Going to Talk About happened.

Twinsies!  Except in a not-so-good way.  Let’s all hope Buster, and by extension I, stay all well and healthy, m’kay?  Marco Scutaro, too.  How is he supposed to ride Hunter Pence’s scooter when he’s coughing and sneezing up a storm?  We have the playoffs to look forward too, people.  Have some Italian sodas and rest up, for Pete’s sake, Giants.

The game is starting anyminuteanyminute now, so I’ll catch you all later.  And when we’re all not sick.

Diamond Girl

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September 21, 2012 · 1:58 pm

Wanted: A “No Comment” Blimp

It’s that time of year again!  What time of year, you ask?  That very special time, I say, when a million odd Giants fans opinions are worth as much as one Barry Zito opinion.  I’m talking about the Willie Mac Award, of course.  The recipient of the award will be announced tonight (spoiler alert: it’s Buster) and the fan vote tallies to one vote, vs. all the players who get a vote apiece.  I’m of the opinion that they should just not let the fans vote at all if they’re going to be so stingy about.  Why one vote?  Why not three, in honor of – you guessed it – the magic number?

All kidding aside, I’m kind of jittery going into this series against the Padres.  (It’s the Padres.  Who am I kidding?)  Jittery in a good way.  Jittery in a they-don’t-even-have-Jed-anymore way.  I’m going to need to stockpile more blood orange San Pellegrino for the *coughjinxcough* potential big moment this weekend.  Can you believe we’re that close to a champagne party?  Didn’t the season just start?

Not to dampen the mood, but it was also announced today that Melky has become ineligible to win the batting title.  He wasn’t exactly eligible to begin with, but through some loopholes he was and… now he’s not again.  Confusing, I know.  The story is that Melky requested not to be eligible because of his image issues or whatever (I think his image issues run a little deeper, but he knows better than I do) and MLB granted the request.  (Bud Selig was all, “We have a second wildcard.  My life is compete.  Do what you want, interns.”)

The MLB web team is evidently too busy making their Twitter account private and then public and then private again and then public again to update the batting average list.

I’m not sure how I feel about this.  Melky took performance-enhancing drugs.  It should be a simple answer, probably: he’s not eligible.  But I don’t necessarily feel that way.  There are so many tainted records and awards in the history of baseball that this move feels fairly arbitrary.  It doesn’t change my opinion of Melky either way.  I don’t think he’s the only one doing it, so I don’t have a particular amount of distaste for him.  I understand why he’d want to be out of the running for the title, but the whole situation is just icky.  I’m not sure what would have been the best path to take with this, but I do know that whoever does end up landing the batting title is going to be fielding a whole lotta questions.  If I were him, I’d start stocking up on the “No comment” t-shirts/blimps right about now.

Must go prepare for Orange Friday.  Catch you all later.

Diamond Girls

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September 13, 2012 · 4:31 pm

Dusting the Antlers Off

I don’t know at what point “running away with the division” becomes an acceptable phrase, so I’m just going to designate right now as that time, if nobody objects.  (If you do object, feel free to file a complaint with the Emperor, but be forewarned, he’s actually a Sith, even though no one’s noticed yet.)

The Giants magic number has rapidly shrunk down to 13, which just adds to my firm belief that 13 is not an unlucky number and we’ve all been missing out on a great hotel floor for a million odd years.  Besides, they’re leading the division by 7 games.  7 games.  That’s a lot of games.  That’s like 7 million and one pitching changes in Bruce Bochy Land.  The Dodgers chose an awfully good moment to sort of forget how the game of baseball is played and the Giants are taking every advantage of it.

We’re closing in on the last few weeks of the season (what?  When did that happen) and I’ve even started gazing at my antlers, which have been tucked away since last October.  For those of you who are newer to the blog, I have these antlers and it’s my playoff tradition, when the Rangers are in, to wear them around town.  It doesn’t have great shock effect, since I live in the Bay Area where that’s positively normal, but it’s still loads of fun.

That’s my alter ego who’s kind of a ghoul on Halloween and her MLB pumpkins.  Back when she had copious amounts of hair, of course.

I’m dusting my antlers off.  And making “It’s September Inside” jokes until I run out (aka, never) because, seriously, I only get one month out of the year when I can use these.  I stockpile them all year in preparation.  I’m not going to miss an opportunity.

People have already started talking playoff rosters and matchups and to say my grin is infinite would be an understatement.  Buster Posey is generating some serious MVP buzz and getting close to completing his first full Major League season.  Isn’t that crazy?  I smell the postseason.  This thing isn’t over yet, but it’s getting there.  It really is.  I could not be more excited.

Still…

Just kidding.  Sort of.

Diamond Girl

 

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September 8, 2012 · 6:11 pm

The San Francisco Giants Cupcake Shop & Café

I started doing yoga in front of the television around the eighth inning.  Buster Posey was throwing all these people out and the FOX broadcasters were mispronouncing everyone’s names and it was a tie game against the Dodgers in the middle of September.  I was doing Triangle Pose and drinking my banana-mango smoothie because, as you all know, baseball games make me nervous.  Vah-ree nervous.

This is triangle pose.  It’s a great pose for lazy people like me who don’t actually do yoga.

Anyhows, this was a good game all around:  close, good pitching and some nice bits of situational hitting.  It didn’t go the Giants direction, in the end, but Matt Cain was almost entirely dazzling and Buster Posey was marvelous, marvelous, marvelous.  He was involved in both of the Giants runs and threw out a career record three runners.  Two of them were back to back, Hanley twice and Ethier once.

This game was that example of a time when the team just has to be that much better.   That being not that much at all.  And it’s not exactly something you can pinpoint or try to fix, because some days one team will be there and the other won’t be.  The Giants have made some choices of offense over defense and it’s paid off.  It didn’t, today, but that doesn’t mean we should scrap the whole idea, of course.  (Although if they decided to scrap the whole idea in favor of turning the San Francisco Giants into the San Francisco Giants Cupcake Shop & Café, I would totally be down for that.)

In other news, Matt Kemp was out today and tomorrow with a shoulder injury.  We can add him to the long list of causalities on opposing teams that the Giants have left in their wake.  I haven’t ruled voodoo out yet.  I think I’m going have to open up a research project, this offseason, to analyze that ever-so-slightly-disturbing trend.

Diamond Girl

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August 12, 2012 · 6:53 pm

The Second In My Series of Hunter-Pence-Inspired Acrostics

Why does Hunter Pence inspire acrostics?  Good question.  I’ll let you know if/when I find out.

How can you predict baseball?

U are just resigning yourself to

Never getting a good deal at the

Trade Deadline, leastways not

Eugenio Velez (irrelevant line, keep moving, guys.)

Right now, in 2012.

 

People have short

Evaluation windows and

No one was absolutely thrilled with Hunter Pence’s

Clutch hitting to start off his career with

Emily’s Giants (because they are Emily’s Giants, aren’t they?)

 

I know I wasn’t and

Some random person on Twitter wasn’t, so…

 

Anyway!

We were all feel kind of downerish about this.

Everyone hates the Dodgers and we needed

Someone to be that difference-maker

Other than Buster Posey, ‘cause he goes without saying

My personal opinion was that Pence was doing fine but

Everyone knows fine is not the same as

 

Absolutely awesome.

Fate intervened!

The Giants were having a seriously up-and-down game today when

Everyone’s (new) favorite Hunter Pence drove home the point that the

Rockies are toast.  (Which means Dan O’Dowd is still welcome for toast and tea at my place.)

 

A homer!  The first in his Giants career!

Let’s all chill out and do yoga or whatever.

Let’s also acknowledge the undeniable fantasticness of Hunter Pence, even aside from that neat little homer.

Diamond Girl

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