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There’s No Place Like Home

Haven’t blogged since the Mets series started and now it’s ended, huh?  I’ve been doing important things like making cupcakes from scratch in just under 13 minutes (impressive and superwoman-ish), getting a haircut (always traumatic, but especially so when the stylist tells me about her former orange mohawk as she cuts my hair.  I do not want an orange mohawk and I am never letting you near my head with scissors again.) and general biting of nails and adjusting of radio antennae.  The usual.

The Giants won 2 out of 3 with that iffy Vogelsong outing, beyond stellar Lincecum outing and dismal Sanchez outing.  The offense snapped minimally to life and Aubrey had a 3 hit game (!) as well as an extra inning game winning homer. 

I’d be lying if I said I was ever a huge Mike Fontenot person (remember this fateful day when I was left wondering “who is this guy”?  And not in the good way that Kruk says it.) but he does provide some interesting and right now really great depth.  His contribution- and opportunity to contribute at all, really- is unexpected for sure but in a pleasant sort of way.  But I’m sure I speak for the whole Short People community when I say I wish his height wasn’t brought up every time he hits or fields a ball.  Time to get a new storyline, media.  Height is boring.  And do you really want to pay for his therapy bills when you give him a complex?  Didn’t think so.

It’s sort of a best of times/worst of times moment for the boys in orange and black because as thrilled as I am about Timmy and his pitching for the ages, they’re still under .500 and coming home to face the Rockies.  Who are sort of (sort of?) good right now.  It’s not dramatically awful there are just troublesome things, like Sanchez’s two terrible starts in a row and Vogelsong’s one bad start and the fact that we are all really losing patience with Tejada and Posey had fewer hits than him on the road trip which is disturbing as a factoid.

Enough with the downer-ness.  The season is young and unexpected heroes have already stepped up.  There are more waiting in the wings (Hello, Fresno/Seattle/cities with underrated players who are interested in trading) I think. 

And San Francisco is really darn happy to have you all home, losers or winners.

This is, sadly, not a real cake.  Just a mocked up one.

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p.s.  Don’t you dare say “that hardly counted as a no-hitter”.  A no-hitter is a no-hitter and they are beautiful, walks and facing terrible teams or not.  My rose-colored glasses magically appear after every one and I glow for a few hours.  Congratulations to Liriano and the Twins.

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No, That Game Did Not Shock Me, What Google Is For And On the 141st Most Common Baby Name in 1977

I wasn’t shocked that the Giants won that game last night.  Has anyone else noticed that the “underdog” always wins?  To an extent that we should just call ‘em the overdogs and be done with it. 

 

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Like everyone else on the face of this beautiful planet, I can’t stand the Fox announcers but I do enjoy seeing it on TV from time to time so this game was fun.  Aside from the fact that Edgar Renteria and Mike Fontenot always look like they’re about to cry.  Has anyone else noticed that?  With Renteria it’s sort of a constant look of melancholy whereas with Fontenot, it’s permanent moisture around his eyes.  Speaking of moisture… would someone like to clue me into why one would drink Gatorade and then immediately spit it out.  If it’s just a show for the cameras, then who taught those guys what fans like to see?  Um, not you spitting out a stream of Gatorade.

 

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Picture is slightly irrelevant because this player seems to actually be drinking his drink.  Which is not a weird thing to do, contrary to what you might think from watching sport’s broadcasts.

 

Today’s game is going to be a struggle for me because I’ve always been an Oswalt fan and part of me really wants his decision to go to the Phillies, because he saw them as a potentially World Series winning team, to pay off.  But he’s the only player from the team who I like, so I am going to try to root totally and utterly for Sanchez and the Giants.  Depending on the state of Sanchez’s chameleon facial hair, that may be more or less difficult.  Will keep you posted.

 

Lastly, for now, on the hair thing… Dear Cody Ross:  A shaved head and sort-of-kind-of-no-not-really beard may be acceptable for a rodeo clown, but, um, it is not in the NLCS.  I suggest you get rid of the beard, pronto.

 

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I was also kind of wondering if Roy was a really popular baby name in 1977, the year Oswalt and Halladay were both born so I looked it up and Roy was the 141st most common name that year.  Then I looked Halladay up and his name isn’t really Roy.  That’s a nickname.  Theory, invalidated.

 

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I would just like to put it out there one last time that I have serious Rally Rag envy issues.  If any generous people have an extra one, leave it by the Prada sunglasses at Saks Fifth Avenue on Union Square.  I spend a good chunk of my life there so I’ll find it within a few days and if you leave your name, I’ll give you a virtual hug.  And a real hug if you buy me some sunglasses.

 

I also came to the realization, when the Fox guys referenced “Giants Baseball:  Torture” that it has been way, way overused.  I love the phrase and think it very well represents the 2010 Giants but everyone just says it so much.  At the least, I hope people will stop telling the whole story behind it.  Because surely we all know by now and we can just use the phrase?  If someone doesn’t know and is interested, well, that’s what Google is for!

 

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p.s.  I just noticed last night that Wilson’s glove says, “WILSON” in big black letters.  It is dorky and adorable at the same time.

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And isn’t that just a fantastic pose?

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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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