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Jon Miller Imitations, Zito In NC and The Ironic Name For a Stadium That Is Never Overstocked

So I missed the greater part of yesterday’s game because the rain-delay-when-there-was-no-rain-and-they-were-watering-the-field made it cross into a lecture in Berkeley by Dave Batstone, the founder of the Not for Sale Campaign that I went to.  (Remember the whole “Give me your money and I’ll give you chocolate.  This is not spam.” thing?  Yeah.  He’s related to that.)  It was a fantastic speech and he showed a commercial with Jeremy Affeldt for the organization from a few years ago and he looked so, so young.  He also did a Jon Miller imitation but didn’t sound a whole lot like Jon Miller, but hey, he’s hard to imitate.  So I got to listen to stuff about social justice for an hour without going through too severe baseball withdrawal.  It was at a theology school, though, and I kind of got the sense I was the only one laughing at the baseball jokes.  Huh.  He also told me afterwards that Matt Cain may be joining the organization.  Of course.  He is such a Good Guy.  With caps.

When I got home, I got a very enthusiastic (and slightly headache inducing) blow-by-blow of the end of the game from which I deduced that a) it went into extras b) Cain was in line to be a hard luck loser until c) Dar-run Ford ran.  Correct me if any of those facts are wrong.  I hate how many extra inning games we’ve had to play this year, but a win is a win and that’s the bottom line.

The weird news pieces of today are that Barry Zito is in North Carolina seeing a specialist about his foot and Roy Oswalt has taken an indefinite leave from the Phillies.  The Oswalt news has gotten less weird as more came out that he’s taking the leave to check up on his family in a tornado-stricken area.  Thoughts and prayers are with them all.  But the Zito news has just gotten weirder.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure NC is a lovely place (only 5% sarcasm there) but aren’t there plenty of foot specialists on this side of the Mississippi?  I have a few conspiracy theories about this.

And then the fact that we’re stuck with the Overstock.com Coliseum for six years to come?  I don’t even know what to say.  It’s a mouthful, for one.  And how can I tactfully say that the Coliseum isn’t really ever “overstocked”?  Though maybe the new deal would include WiFi.  It is so time for that.

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St. Patrick’s Day 2.0, Me Playing News Anchor and Me Eating Asparagus Dipped in Olive Oil at a Zito Start at The Coliseum

Let’s go in reverse chronological order:

Brandon Belt made the team.  I’m ever so slightly conflicted about that, but mostly happy.  Seeing him the past two nights had me fully convinced that he’s ready.  He looks utterly comfortable on the Major League scene.  And he cried when he got the news.  The sweet kid.  Really sad to see Ishikawa on waivers, though.  He feels like a relic of the pre-Championship era Giants and while it sounds totally crazy, I loved the pre-Championship era Giants.  Happy travels to him, wherever he ends up. 

I also hope Affeldt gets the closer job in Wilson’s absence.  That cuts their number of proficient lefty relievers in half, but I think he’s a good candidate for closing.  And I get this rush of modern-day abolitionist pride whenever he comes out to pitch.  (As I mentioned before, I am currently doing a charity project about slavery in the chocolate industry for my birthday.  Check it out here.)

Spring has come to a close and the Giants are breaking camp looking pretty darn good.  Make that really darn good.

Onto last night.

Who knew it was St. Patrick’s Day 2.0?  So.  Much.  Green.  I caught the end of the A’s Fan Tailgate event and they sure know how to throw a fan event.  It was simple, intuitive and interesting.  And I got four autographs in five minutes.  Conor Jackson (::Diamond Girl faints::), Andy LeRoche, Eric Sogard (he totally has glasses!) and Josh Willingham.  They were all very sweet and so was the length of the line.

The Comcast SportsNet booth was also really great.  They had a SportsNet Central set and people could go on and broadcast a minute-long recap of Dallas Braden’s perfect game.  Me and my little brother did it.

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Aren’t we adorable?  The teleprompter was fun enough to vaguely revive my politician aspirations and the producer was really sweet.  He let me look at his camera and watch them from behind.  Fascinating.

We eventually went in and what followed was 2 ½ hours of a mesmerizing Zito start and asparagus dipped in olive oil with pepper (no, they don’t sell that.  I brought it.  Obviously).  It was a lovely evening and I was reminded why I love The Coliseum.  They just need to rip out the top of the centerfield wall, so that there’s a view of the Oakland Hills.

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Of all the pitchers I’ve seen, Zito carries the most stuff around while he’s preparing for his start.  A jacket, a bag of inidentifed stuff, a juice bottle and a water bottle.

I’m going to do pre-Opening Day predictions really fast now.  I am bad with predications, so take it all with a grain of salt.  I just want to have it on record in case I am, ahem, right.

AL East

Boston Red Sox

AL Central

Detroit Tigers

AL West

Oakland A’s

AL Wildcard

Texas Rangers

NL East

Atlanta Braves

NL Central

Milwaukee Brewers

NL West

Colorado Rockies

NL Wildcard

San Francisco Giants

There you have it.  Opening Day is so soon.  Breathe deeply.

Diamond Girl

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Offseason Nostalgia: My First Baseball Game

Every baseball fan I talk to has some beautiful story about the first baseball game they went to and how it made them fall in love with the game.  My story, not so much.   But since it’s January and it’s been months since an MLB game, I feel the need to tell it.

It was the summer I was eight or nine years old and had relatives visiting from Europe, who wanted to get the all-American experience and go to a baseball game.  A’s tickets were cheaper than Giants tickets and BART went straight to the Coliseum, so we chose Oakland.   It was versus the Toronto Blue Jays.  Trying to get nine people (five children, no less) anywhere isn’t easy and we got there late.  It took a while to get tickets once there and the only block of nine seats was, you know, not an ideal place to sit.  A.K.A., under an overhang where you couldn’t really see anything and it was freezing cold.  We finally got up to our seats and everyone was cheering.  Huh?  Someone explained that there had been a leadoff home run.   We got our hot dogs and settled in.  Nothing happened.  For a long, long time.  It was a really, really, incredibly boring game.  My parents decided to beat the crowds and leave early.  We left before the bottom of the ninth and as we stood on the BART platform a man turned to us and asked, “Did you just leave the A’s game?”  We told him we had.  And he told us the A’s had just walked off.   Bam.  We missed the only runs of the game.

I did not go back to a baseball game for a several years come.  I didn’t have a very favorable impression of Major League Baseball.  Until… well, the rest is history.

So do you have a rosier story to tell about your first ballgame?  Do share in the comments.

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My Selection Process for Liking Teams & What CJ Wilson and Viggo Mortensen Have in Common

After the Roy Halladay no-hitter yesterday, I was reminded how much I love baseball, no matter the team.  And what Halladay has done this year is just so, incredibly awesome.  I don’t know of another word to describe it.  But it also got me thinking, How does one become a fan of a certain team?  Why do I enjoy watching this team more than that team?   I know some kids grow up with parents who are fans and get it from them, but it wasn’t that way for me.  My parents weren’t into baseball at all.  I fell in love with baseball after spending a lot, a lot of time at Little League games and then AT&T Park and Renel captured my heart.  I started listening on the radio a little.  A lot.  Every day.  (That was the progression.)  I think in the end it was Jon Miller, Dave Flemming, Kruk and Kuip who made me the fan th
at I am today.  And it was the overall vibe of the Giants that made me love them.  And Barry Zito.  Kidding, sort of.

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Why aren’t there pictures anywhere of all four of them together?  Photo op, coming right up.

But my other allegiances may seem a little random.  Rangers, for instance?  (Who, by the way, I called to win the World Series months ago and was made fun of.  Let’s wait and see.)  It was their name, in that case.  I am a huge Lord of the Rings fan (you may have known that) and any other LOTRites will know that Aragorn is a ranger, from the North.  So the Texas Rangers always make me think of a tall, dark king of Men.  Then Bengie got traded and I started following CJ Wilson on Twitter and… the rest is history.


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My two favorite Rangers

The Brewers.  I’d like to pretend it had nothing to do with their 2007 ROY left-fielder (hint: his initials are R and B) but it kind of does.  It also because I’ve always been interested in losing teams.  It’s a mixture of interest and just feeling sorry for them and the stares that you get while rooting for the Brewers in San Francisco are pretty priceless.  That’s also why I like the Pirates, a litte bit.  In addition, they have Joe Martinez (well, their AAA affiliate has him, actually), who I am a big fan of which is another reason to root for the Steel City.

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Joe Martinez.  I miss him.

And the A’s… it was their stadium.  I may be the first person to say this about The Coliseum but I love it.  (Do I get in the Diamond Girl Record Book, if I am the first?)

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It’s quirky, it’s unique and it fits them.  That’s not an insult, Athletics.  (By the way, least subtle name ever?)  If they feel they need a new stadium, though, I hope they stay in Oakland.  They fit here.  The Las Vegas Athletics?  Not good.  I could think of a few names, though, if they do move to Las Vegas.  New blog post, coming right up?  Perhaps.

So.  Question time.  Raise your hand before you answer, please.  How did you become a fan of “your team”?  If it has to do with one left fielder, that’s okay.  You’re in good company.

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I Love U, Ryan Braun

Photo says it all, right?  My sister and I went the Giants v. Brewers game yesterday and rooted for the BrewCrew all out.  I also went to their batting practice and held up my sign and while Ryan did not come over and ask to marry me (unfortunate), Jeremy Jeffress did throw me a ball and laughed at me when I missed it.  And.  Memo to the pitching coach: it isn’t polite to stare.  You may have learned that in kindergarten.

The game was pretty dismal other than Braun’s performance.  Needless to say, I held the sign high after his incredible, incredible catch (memo to Ryan: it’s isn’t cool to look pleased with yourself.  You should act like you that all the time.  But you do have a beautiful smile) and hit the two run blast.

I basically left the game thinking, Why do they hit like mad the only game I root against them? and There are better ways to die than suffocating on a BART train.

It’s actually interesting, in a weird way, to root against “your” team in person, to see everything from another perspective.  You should try it some time.  But not in a pennant race, if possible.  That makes things a little bit more sticky.

In any case, I’ll be back out the weekend of July 22nd, 2011 to cheer for my Brewers, unless someone wants to fly me out to Milwaukee the weekend of May 27th.

Next stop, The Coliseum to show some Texas pride.  Which may or may not be popular.  I will have a sign again, I think.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  FYI, it’s “I Love U” with a “U” because there wasn’t room for a “you”.  I wasn’t trying to be the hip teenage girl that I am.

 

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