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The Rockies Series and Things

San Francisco woke up this morning (it is not a city that never sleeps, see) and decided to have the most picture perfect weather imaginable, so it couldn’t have been a more glorious day for the final game of the first Giants-Rockies series of the season.  From the box scores of this one, it looked like it was played at Coors Field, but it was right here in the Bay.  The Giants swept the Rockies, pulling through a rough Lincecum start yesterday and hitting up a storm behind a very good Zito start today to win 10-0.

Speaking of Zito… er, what happened?  Zito’s story with the Giants has truly been a bizarre one up to this point, but right now, there are few people the orange and black fans love more than him.  His tale of redemption is not a classic one, but it’s been ridiculously fun to follow all the same.

When the fall comes – and it’s bound to, if only for a short time – I just hope we all use our brains and give him the benefit of the doubt.  He’s earned it.

Also, I credit all of this to the golden calf tattoo, even though I’m pretty sure he got that this offseason after the whole #RallyZito hullabaloo.  It was preemptively helping him, you know?

The series didn’t feel like the second week in April, it had the feeling of summer, and the way so many players on the team kicked into gear during it was exciting to watch.  As I said before, I hate the whole talk of “slow starts” because, seriously, it just started.  But it has started now and everyone seems to be waking up.  A very good series, overall.

Okay.  Done with summer now.  Where’s that fog?

Diamond Girl

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What the Giants and Haikus and the French Police Have in Common

(There were shadows.)

There was Barry Zito being lights-out.

(There were shadows.)

There was the Giants offense actually, you know, hitting.

(There were shadows.)

There were the Dodgers being all, Wtvr, take the division.

(There were shadows.)

There were the Giants being all, Sure, we’ll take it.

5.5 games up, in first place.  Magic number is 17.  The End.

(And yeah, there were shadows.)

I tried to find some significance to the number 17 to regale you all with, but there wasn’t all that much.  All I did discover, courtesy of Wikipedia, is that it’s the number to call for the police in France and the total number of syllables in a haiku, so I guess those are fun(ish) facts.  Or not really.  The Giants need to hurry up and pare down that magic number so I can find all sorts of fantastically weird facts.  We’re heading to Coors Field, aka the Chamber of Horrors, tonight, so weirdness is sure to abound.

(Oh yeah, still shadows.)

But seriously, I have a question: why does ESPN schedule West Coast games so they start at 5 and then spend the entire broadcast talking about the weird start time and the shadows?  That would be like me over-baking my cupcakes every time I make them and then going, Look, look!  So interesting!  They’re burnt!  That would just be weird.  If I had a dollar for every time they mentioned the shadows on the broadcast, I could severely cut into the US deficit or maybe buy a Burberry trench-coat.

Diamond Girl

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If the Whole Borrowing-and-Transporting-Coors-Field Thing Falls Through…

I’m just going to link to this video and be done with it.  Because it never gets old.  (I would know.  I’ve watched it an undisclosed but definitely embarrassing number of times.)

Actually, I lied.  I have one more thing to say.  Joaquin Arias.  He has the highest batting average in the Majors in August and it’s… August 30th.  Yeah.  I would say “you can’t predict baseball”, except you’d all predict me saying that and it would kind of defeat the point.

Lastly, if the whole borrowing-and-transporting-Coors-Field thing falls through, we could always go for Minute Maid Park.  I mean, Hunter Pence seems to like it there.

Diamond Girl

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When Timmy Got All Zito and Then When We Wished for Just That

I am rarely rendered speechless, but I certainly was last night.  The Giants and Rockies hit like there was no tomorrow, with a final score of 17-8, and the Giants also made cringe-worthy errors like there was no tomorrow.  Not quite sure why you would make cringe-worthy errors if there was no tomorrow, but I obviously do not fully understand the psyche of the Giants just yet.

The game started out disastrously, then looked miraculously wonderful, and then became disastrous all over again.  Despicable Me balloon scene comes to mind.  I optimistically hoped that this year, the Giants would not do any handing-balloon-then-popping-balloon, but apparently not.   I clutched my very delicious orange tea and sniffled over my radio as pitcher after pitcher got shelled and ERAs rose to serious, undeniable danger zone.

Besides all of that, there is Buster Posey’s case of shingles, which is the sort of thing that happens during the Dog Days of August, when everything gets weird, but on April 11th?  Everyone is supposed to be perky and healthy and, you know, getting wins.  Bad luck can’t last forever, though, so I’m just choosing to believe that everyone else is peaking early and our trials now will lead to success later.

And, yeah.  Be the change you want to see in the world.  I am this close to changing my blog name to “Inspirational Quotes Inc.!”

But seriously, if I were going to change my blog name to anything, “Baseball Player’s Haircuts ‘N Things” would probably more appropriate.  Which means, of course, that we need to break down Timmy’s haircut.

I like it.  It suits his long face shape better (I know I talked about this a long time ago, but I can’t seem to find the post at the moment) and changing things up, in a purely non change-up sense, might be just what he needs.  Sure, it didn’t really at all work yesterday, but these sorts of things can take time.  I am from the city with three psychic schools and countless more psychics-for-hire.  I know these sorts of things.

As for the baby giraffe in the room – move over, elephant – there’s his pitching.  There was nothing encouraging about Lincecum’s performance, but I was slightly and strangely encouraged by his quotes afterwards.  From the SF Chronicle: “I don’t think it’s a matter of finding answers per se.  It’s a matter of grinding through it and knowing at some point in the season you’re going to have these.”  This is preferable any day to when Timmy had his Zito phase and went all, “I don’t feel like I’m getting tired. I don’t feel like anything’s broken… I think the key for me is just to get my mental state right and fix what’s going on.”

The irony here, of course, is that if Timmy got all Zito on us right at this moment, we would all rejoice and confetti might very well appear in the skies of San Francisco.  Baseball, you are a very strange game.  Love, Emily.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I will now allow myself one, “What’s wrong with Timmy?”  Okay.  Done.  Out of my system.  Let’s move on.

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10 Totally Awesome Things About Last Night

10.  Santiago Casilla.  In case I’ve failed to mention it before, I am not much for Brian Wilson.  In addition to which I fully subscribe to Billy Beane’s theory about how replaceable closers really are.  To think that the Giants are on a five game winning streak in September minus Wilson gives me the tiniest bit of glee as well as good ole’ pride for Casilla, because he is so shining right now. 

9.  Pablo. 

8.  Vogey the Hitter strikes again!  2 for 3, baby.  Hitting pitchers make me happy dance.  Not literally.  I do not dance, happy or otherwise, in reality.

7.  Pablo.

6.  It was just a really great way to start off the mega-roadtrip.  I’m sure the stats would prove me wrong on this, but I think winning the first game of the roadtrip is a big game changer.  Maybe because they listen to better music after they win and that’s helpful, somehow…?

5.  Pablo.

4.  I have a bit of a Rockies vendetta.  Especially after they traded away Ubaldo, who I had a bit of a soft spot for.  So going into Coors Field (The Chamber of Horrors- remember that?) and beating them like that was just awesome.

3.   Pablo.

2.  ::looks around, then whispers::  We are getting crazy close to the Moneyball release!  Which makes me much more excited than it rationally should.  Now don’t tell anyone I told you.  It’d ruin my street cred, people.

1.  Pablo!  Pablo!  Pablo!

Much love for the Panda.  That is all.

Diamond Girl

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