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Dear Giants: My Fab Advice for Things to Do in NYC

I should, by rights, be in a wonderful mood today.  Yesterday worked out pretty smashingly for the Giants and Cain went out and proved that Bumgarner is not the only person in the history of the universe to do well after signing a contract.

But I’m not in a good mood.  Not at all.  I’m in a decidedly glowering mood at the moment.  See, I have an undeveloped sense of appreciation for off days, although I’m sure the players appreciate them loads so I should be happy for them.  And it’s not helping to see all the Giants-related people hitting up New York City.  I have a strong inner New Yorker, in case you haven’t noticed that yet.  I consider it my second home, although I’m not sure that particular feeling is mutual.  I am jealous.  I admit it.  Very, very.

Instead of just glowering though, I am going to try to channel this into something positive.  In honor of the Giants roadtrip, I am featuring my fab advice for things to do in NYC along a few (equally fab) photos of it.  Terrible excuse to something I just want to do?  Heck yes.  But it’s going to be educational and stuff too, so no complaining.  I know most of the Giants have been to the city before, but I bet they’ve never done this stuff.  Consider this my contribution of culture to the team.

5.  Silver Moon Bakery in Manhattan.  It’s a bit out of the way and terribly difficult to spot, even once you’re in the area, but believe me when I say, it is worth it.  Completely.   Dee-lish-us.

4.  Fort Tryon Park in Manhattan.  If you’re a Bay Area-er like me and used to some quiet, open space at arm’s reach, you may go a little crazy in the city.  Central Park is marvelous, but it doesn’t count as open space.  So if you’re willing to trek up the island to Fort Tryon Park, you will be very glad you did.  Trees, paths and a view of the river.  Luv-er-lee.

3.  The Cloisters in Manhattan.  This museum is likely one of the best you will see in your life and it’s in Fort Tryon Park, actually.  Two birds with one stone, as they say.  It is a part of the Met and the building is beautiful and interesting and smells like buttered pastries.  The art is pretty wonderful, too.  But mostly the buttery pastry smell is unmatchable.  Go-there-now.

2.  Central Park Carousel in Manhattan.  Be forewarned, they have beastly hours and are impossible to contact and yes, it’s a tourist trap.  But you will adore it anyway.  Ah-door.

1.  Walk in Manhattan.  Walk the length of the island, if you can.  The subway is glorious, but there’s nothing like just walking up and down and running into designer shops on the East Side and avoiding the seriously scary old ladies who are armed with hand dogs on the West Side.  Bee-ware and in-joy.

By the way, yes, they’re all in Manhattan.  I haven’t quite got Brooklyn et al. down yet.  I am working on, though.  If anyone wants to sponsor my research, don’t be shy.  Give me the plane ticket and things and I will be there in a jiffy.  Jiffy jiffy.

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I feel a bit better now.  Channeling negative energy into positive things is… positive.  Deep philosophy from Diamond Girl for the month.  Take note.

Diamond Girl

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A Few Haikus for the Occasion

The occasion being that the Giants are back on the shores of McCovey Cove and they appear to have remembered why I predicted them to win the National League West.  Since they don’t want to fail me, (duh, first priority) they are looking fabulous now.  Okay.  On to the haikus.

On Coming Home

the fake falcon scares

away the fearsome seagulls

and the Giants rule

 

On Matt Cain’s Amazingness

Cain is totally

worth five billion dollars

and then some, also

 

Miracles Do Happen

the Giants can hit

baseballs, occasionally,

‘tis cause for champagne

 

But We Love Him Anyway

Barry Zito is

collaborating with Train

where are my earplugs?

Diamond Girl (who is a poet, now, in case you hadn’t noticed)

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When Life Gives You Lemons of the Crystal Ball Sort…

Well, so, yes.  My crystal ball is a lemon.  My prediction that Matt Cain and the Giants would not be able to reach a deal before Opening Day was flatly wrong.

Then again, when life give you lemons, you are supposed to make lemonade.   I’d say Matt Cain’s brand-new extension with the Giants, worth 100 million+ and stretching over five years, is some pretty fantastic lemonade.  Take that, crystal ball.  The timing, of course, was also rather impeccable.  If Giants fans were not already completely amped to have the team back home, we are now completely completely amped.  I am mixed up in a mash of work/write/pack/other assorted random things and cannot make it to AT&T Park tonight, but I can feel the orange-and-black love in the air and it is wonderful.  Matt Cain deserves some pecan rolls and a big ovation.  I can get the pecan rolls out of the way right now, but the ovation may have to wait a bit.  Stay tuned.

Speaking of packing… I am roadtripping in honor of the springtime tomorrow and will be holed up in Dodger-land for Opening Day.  I appreciate your sympathy.  It’s going to be pretty horrible to be surrounded in Dodger Blue all the time, even if it is on a fabulous Malibu beach.

Also, may I just say one quick thing about Ubaldo?  I’m honestly not on either side here, because I have an irrational distaste of Tulo (not completely irrational: remember when he had Party in the USA as his walkup music?) and as much as I do like Jimenez, I think throwing at someone is just bad sportsmanship.  So it’s sort of a pick-your-poison thing for me.  But if Jimenez had to throw at Tulo for some ethical reason that I am unaware of, then I don’t get why he did it at a game when Bud Selig was in attendance.  I mean, was Selig there for the March 29th Rockies-Indians matchup?  Somehow, I doubt it.  (Rockies-Indians in that fascinating, y’all.)  And purely from an evading-justice perspective, I would have suggested to Jimenez that he suggest subtly to his manager to be put in in that game and I suspect he might have gotten a much lighter punishment.  Not that I am aiding and abetting or anything.

Sure, Indians manager Manny Acta said, “Guys do not play different if the Commissioner is at the game.  The majority of the guys didn’t even know he was there,” but I can’t say I believe that.  Who could miss the President-style motorcade and the Brewers pride, radiating all over the stadium?

I kid, I kid…

Diamond Girl

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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.

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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.

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