Tag Archives: major league baseball

It’s That Time of Year Again. When They Make Roster Cuts and I Ask for Your Money.

First, a little personal announcement before I get into all the fabulous drama that is raging in Giants-land right now.  One of a few reasons I’ve been a bit MIA lately is that I’m doing a project in honor of my birthday, which is coming up on the 8th,and it’s a wonderful time-eater, but a time-eater all the same.  This means, of course, that it’s that time of year again when I ask you for your money and promise you something absolutely irresistible in return.  Last year, it was Fair Trade chocolate and this year, it’s earrings, made by women who have been rescued from human trafficking in Thailand.  Here is my video about it:

It’s a cause close to my heart because it presents economic solutions to the complex issue of slavery in the world today, by providing futures for former victims and alternative industry in the country of Thailand.  And a tip of the white beanie to Giants leftie Jeremy Affeldt for getting me on the modern-day abolitionist bandwagon a few years back.  (Yes, that’s a baseball connection!)  Jeremy is very involved with the wonderful organization, the Not for Sale Campaign, which is a great info resource for learning more and getting involved in this fight.  Their website is: www.notforsalecampaign.org.  

If you feel so inclined, you can donate via PayPal (info on the website at: www.apriceonyourdreams.wordpress.com).   My fish and I would thank you greatly and you or a lady in your life would adore these earrings.  Trust the Lover of All Things Prada on this one.

Onwards to All Things Baseball!  I can’t believe we’re a week away from Opening Day and am terribly excited.  Watching the roster get whittled down to the final 25 is rather nerve-wracking experience for me but fascinating all the same.  It feel s a bit like our fate is being set into stone, never mind the fact the roster will change a thousand times during the year.  This roster setting is still the biggest one.  Until the playoffs, of course.  Of course.

Like all the other legions of Giants fans, I am very, very curious to see what happens with The Brandon Belt this year and also to see if the team can reach a deal with Matt Cain before the season starts up.  The word yesterday that they might go with neither Whiteside nor Stewart as the back-up catcher also made my jaw drop, just a little.  I am partial to Stewart, as y’all know, but if the Giants want to move in the, eh, youthful direction, I am not opposed to that at all.  Which is to say, I suppose, that I also see a potential silver lining to Freddy Sanchez starting the season on the disabled list.  I am still waiting on the silver lining to Vogey being put on the DL as well, but I will let you know if I find one.

If I’m lucky, who knows, it could be a golden lining.  Or a golden ticket. 

Yes, I think I might just be able to get used to that idea.

In the meantime, although I have said I’m not entirely adverse to the idea of Cain becoming a free agent, I think I have grown a healthy dislike of Larry Baer.  I seem to be behind the curve here, but better late than never, right?  Anyhow, Baer is easier to blame than Sabean.  Sabean drafted the Core Four for the Yankees and, yeah, won the Giants a World Series.  That too.  Baer has installed fake falcons.  Which are kind of a cool concept, admittedly, but kind of completely beside the point, too.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  And, hey.  If you any of you are feeling especially generous, you know what I want for my birthday.

About these ads

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Opening Day, Bud Selig? (A Photo Story)

(No comments on the messy hair or the lopsided handwriting, people.  I am still under a hot chocolate hangover.  You can’t expect me to actually write straight.)

Diamond Girl

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Fabulous Noses and Fluidity in Pitching (AKA, the Alexi Ogando Post)

So it’s less than two hours until game time and to say I am amped would be an understatement.  I am so amped it is not even funny.  (And I only had one coffee today, so this ain’t a caffeine thing.  Probably.  It was a big coffee, after all, so you can never be sure.)  As you probably know by now, I don’t have cable, so tonight’s Giants-Rangers matchup is going to be the first game of the year on TV for yours truly.  As if Giants-Rangers wasn’t exciting enough to start with.  Seriously, these people are trying to give me Baseball Fan Collapsing Syndrome or something.  I have my mini blueberry muffins and a glass of milk and my flat iron at the ready, just in case it gets real close and I need some stress-relief.

The icing on the cake, in a purely non-actual cake sort of way, is that Alexi Ogando is pitching for Texas. (Texas in Arizona, that is.  Spring. Training. Is. So. Weird.)   He is currently sporting a 7.20 ERA, but I have serious faith all the same.

Let’s just say I adore him.  Even aside from the obvious fact that he has a fabulous nose, there is his long and fascinating story to the big leagues (which you should read about here, if you haven’t already) and then the actual fact of watching him pitch.  The fluidity of which returns all my childlike wonder about pitchers and how they move.  For lack of a better way to say it, he is ah-mazing.

But this does, of course, lead us to the usual quandary: who am I rooting for?  So I’ll just give the usual answer: that remains to be seen.  I cannot promise anything right now.  When I get plopped in front of the telly, my Multiple Fandom Disorder tends to kinda-sorta-really rear its head and there’s nothing I can do then, right?  Right.  I should probably get a shrink.  But it will have to be after a bunch of mini-cupcakes and one heart-wrenching baseball game.  Maybe then.  I’ll be in a better state of mind and actually able to discuss normal things like Ryan Vogelsong and Freddy Sanchez and DL stints and train wreck games (cough, last night, cough). 

My very favorite train wreck photo, used with alarming frequency last season.

For now, though, I am pushing train wrecks from the mind and baseball as the rain blows in.  I love you too, San Francisco weather.

Diamond Girl

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

The Whole Matt Cain Dodginess, Mixed With Some Inner New Yorker Stuff

When I finally crawled out my rainy hibernation and got caught up on baseball news today, the first thing I saw was that Andy Pettite has sprung out of retirement and will be donning the pinstripes once more this season.  YES.  (In a purely non YES Network type way.)  Although I am only very tangentially a Yankees fan, I do have a strong inner New Yorker (hence why I walk at 25 miles per hour all the time and wear endless variants of the black trench-coat) and Pettite was probably one of my first favorite baseball players.  So today may seriously be the Best Day of 2012 So Far in Diamond Girl Land.  I mean, Buster’s return was prettykindofextremely fabulous, but this is just wonderful on a whole new level. 

I think Pettite should be required now to add a new “T” to his name for every extra season he plays, post-pretending to retire, as penance to the fans whose hearts he broke (that is: yours truly) when he pretended to retire.  His lawyer can take this one up with me.

Speaking of ballplayers who are favorites of mine?  Matt Cain, people.  Matt Cain. 

As inevitably happens, what were supposed to be non-confrontational, totally mellow extension negotiations during Spring Training have turned a little… dodgy.  To use a Willy Wonka-ism.  Sources are letting their tongues wag far more than is prudent and Cain now says he’s “really torn”, according to CSN Bay Area.  I don’t know why teams and players seem to think this is a good idea – that, somehow, doing this during Spring Training will create less ill-will.  I refer y’all back to Michael Young and Albert Pujols, unless there is anyone who still believes aforementioned myth.  It never works.  Never.  In this case, I have to actually fall on Cain’s side.  If I were him, I think I would absolutely test the free agent market.  This is (potentially) the high point in his career and if he wants to try out the free agent market, it just makes sense.  Sure, as a Giants fan I wish there was really a big loyalty factor here, but I don’t think there is, honestly.  My instinct is that they will not reach a deal and Cain will go to free agency, which he has certainly earned.  So I can’t feel too torn up, right?  Then, although it’s probably terribly unlikely, I hope the Giants sign do him and our longest tenured Giant stays a Giant forever after.  Like every other girl on the planet, Disney has obviously given me a warped sense of reality.  Huh.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  March Madness?  ‘Nuff said.

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized

Diamond Girl’s Most Innovative Companies of 2012 (Okay, Not Really)

Spring training cuts have begun!  This is bittersweet for me.  To some extent, I like the narrowing of the field and removing-players-who-I-never-knew-existed-in-the-first-place, but I also have a bit of a romantic view of Spring Training and seeing all the mini ballplayers (who, granted are not all that mini at all) getting cut is a little sad.  It also reminds me that the season is coming, coming, coming.  Soon.  This is right about when I reach for my flatiron.  I love the season but it makes me terribly jittery.

Anyway!  I am feeling positively optimistic about the Giants at the moment and am I really alone?  Pagan and Cabrera are making me feel like we should have snapped them up and made them play in orange and black a million years ago and you all know how partial I am to Conor Gillaspie.  Starting with the name, ending with the way he plays.  Spring Training is quite probably the only time I will get to see him rubbing shoulders with the big leaguers, so I am soaking it up.  Along with all the rain that is soaking the windows right about now.  To say I crave Arizona sunshine would be an understatement of potentially earth-shattering proportions.  Then there’s Brandon Belt, of course.  Even since last year, I think we’ve all been murmuring conspiracy theories and considering possible terrible punishments for Sabes if he doesn’t treat him better this year.  We will soon know, we will soon know!  Can you tell that I am loving this?  Let’s just say it’s a pretty fabulous break from achy back/editing book/writing new book/working at job/doing this weird thing called school.  Baseball rockz with a  girl band z.  Okay.  Gooey rant finished.

Then there’s the whole personal element.  Even though the Giants are generally in my very own city of San Francisco, they feel closer and more homey when they’re in Arizona.  (Don’t question my logic, I’m terribly sleepy over here.)  I think it has something to do with all the sweet stories of nice autographs to little kids and meal money and Chipotle.  Lots of Chipotle talk.  Because apparently it’s all baseball players eat ever.  I swear, they could do a whole ad campaign based on hungry baseball players.  They’re already one of Fast Company’s 50 Most Innovative Companies in 2012 (you can read that piece here – it’s fascinating) but they only clocked in at #34.  This could totally push them over the edge.  Take ‘em to #1.  They also might make it onto Diamond Girl’s Most Innovative Companies list.  Which hasn’t even been made yet, but there is a first time for everything. 

Okay, time to write a pitch to Chipotle.  I should get going.  And smile in a misinformed way about the NBA news that Andrew Bogut was traded from the Milwaukee Bucks to my hometown Warriors.  The one basketball game I’ve been to was Clippers vs. Bucks and I have been rather partial to Bogut ever since.  So partial that I just found out last week that he fractured his ankle in, oh, January.  Furious Warriors fans, no need to jump on me.  Misinformed is an understatement.  Still, maybe I’ll run into him at a gelato place I frequent in Oakland or something.  If we can get over the height difference, who knows, we might get along?

Diamond Girl  

Leave a comment

Filed under Uncategorized