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Revealing the Real Reason Behind Sabean’s Splurges

I am now going to say something I don’t think I’ve been able to say all offseason.  So this is, like, history.  Ready?  Okay.  Here ‘tis:

There is lots to talk about!

I know, completely gasp-worthy.

But with the arbitration deadline looming, Spring Training sneaking closer and today being Official Obsess About Yu Darvish Day (that is, Darvish Signing Deadline Day) it’s actually true.

It would also probably explain why I am in a very smiley mood right this second.  People have actually quit talking about some madness they call “49ers” and are discussing our darling Giants.

Among a lot of people I have never heard of, some guy named Pablo Sandoval settled a three year extension with SF coming out to three years for $17.15 million as well as Nate Schierholtz and $1.3 million, Santiago Casilla at $2.2 million and Melky Cabrera at $6 million.

There was a study a while back that I am having no luck finding (probably because, yes, half the internet is blacked out and pretending to be censored) about how people spend more in the first few months of the year because they’re depressed by the cold weather and therefore reaching for their wallets for some impulse buys.

Let me tell you, we are having some seriously depressing weather in the Bay Area right now.  Blue Monday was two days ago.  It’s no wonder Sabes wants to do some retail therapy.

While he’s at it?  He should, for pity’s sake, give Timmy what he wants.

Okay, fine.  Just kidding.  (Not about Timmy, about the other stuff.)  I know he needed to sign these people.  And aside from Casilla who I am no way shape or form sold on, I’m pretty good with all of the deals.  There is, of course, the fact that the 2012 squad is liable to look a good deal like the 2011 squad, Andres Torres look-alike and possible act-alike (that is, Angel Pagan) in CF and all but it… could be worse than 2011, I suppose.

On the bright side, maybe the Diamondbacks will be terrible!

(Yes, I am being depressing.  I know.  Blame the weather, yo.)

As for Darvish, Jon Daniels announced that the Rangers and Yu have made a deal for six years, worth $60 million, and although JD basically looked like death warmed over (blame the late night negotiations, not the weather for that one) I was seriously stoked.  For one, that’s a lot of boxes of pasta/BMWs Darvish can buy, right there.  And also, I mean, there’s the little fact that the Rangers have a fabulous new pitcher for their rotation.  Which is kind of good news.  To brighten up the depressingness.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  In case you were left at the edge of your seat from my last post, I will put you out of your misery now and inform you that I am indeed boycotting the Golden Globes for the next hundred years.  Definitely.  Probably.  Maybe.  We’ll see, actually.  No matter what, Howard Shore is still God and still should have won.

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Time is Ticking

I get equal parts very nervous and very excited when people rattle off their Spring Training countdowns.  (According to a website I recently discovered called www.springtrainingcountdown.com) it’s currently at 40 days, 9 hours, 35 minutes and 25 seconds.)

Excited?  Need I say why?

Nervous?  Yes, I should probably say why.  Why: because time is ticking.

(Incidentally, you should maybe/probably/definitely watch the clip that the above screenshots are from here, because Alice in Wonderland, 2010 version, is one of the most wonderful movies you are ever likely to see in your lifetime.  Not to mention, it has provided some pretty good material for my blog.)

To put it frankly, every hour we get closer to Spring Training makes the magic of the offseason-anything-can-happen vibe fade a little.  Really, we don’t even need the time and day to tell us that.  The Giants management hasn’t been any sort of epitome of subtle and the likelihood is that we’ll be setting up camp in Arizona in a month or so with the guys we have at this moment.  They’ve said that.

Which is, of course, not entirely bad.  And I am partly excited about this upcoming year.  I’m particularly excited to see Freddy Sanchez back in action and Melky Cabrera donning the orange and black and even if it’s not spectacular baseball, it’s baseball.  Baseball = good.  You knew that. 

It’s really the mindset, probably, that’s messing with me.  My mindset is still firmly placed in winter (because if I let it move on, hey, I wouldn’t get to make hot chocolate all the time) and the notion of starting the season up again makes me all squirmy and squeamish.  Until I convince myself that smoothies are as good as hot chocolate, I will probably not be able to muster an appropriate amount of excitement for Catchers and Pitchers Reportin’ Day.

This is just proof that I almost as bad at being a beginning-of-the-season-fan as  I am at being an end-of-the-season-fan.

Offseason of Hope, stay with me a little longer will you?

And bring your buddy Hot Chocolate too, please.  He’s rather nice.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Believe me when I say I was tossing the idea for this blog post around in my head before the Obama/Alice in Wonderland party fiasco hit the news.  Which is to say I am either totally a trendsetter or far too obsessed with Tim Burton films.  The only thing I’m annoyed with Obama about right now is that I was not invited to aforementioned party.

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Wrapping Up the Winter Meetings

I am already going into post-Winter-Meetings-depression mode.  That means dried apricots with whipped cream (very good) and staring dismally at the wall and pondering the meaning of life (not good at all).  As I’ve said before, the Winter Meetings are pretty much my favorite time of the year so I’m always sad when they come to a close.  But I can’t lie, right now I’m also a teensy bit happy.  Because all that drama is a little unsustainable, you know?  Which would explain the endless revolving door of reality shows on TV.

Anyhow, now all the GMs can go back to their cool offices and hang out in sporty-wanna-be-sunglasses, communicating by phone and email and all that.  Probably for the best.

Today was obviously a big one, because both Pujols and C.J. have settled on the Angels of Anaheim and signed ten and five year deals respectively this morning.

Swish is a bit surprised.  So am I.

At first I was in mega-Diamond-Girl-rage state because, yes, Dipoto we know you are new and want to show off a bit, but that’s kinda-sorta extreme. 

But after a little while I went into mega-Diamond-Girl-mellow state and decided that the Rangers still have the division in the bag.  I am sure of it.  Positive affirmations go far, you know.

I was never huge on C.J. in the confidence department anyway and they’re going to have Albert long after the Kardashian’s get pulled off air and skinny jeans go the way of shoulder pads.  This is for the best, Diamond Girl, this is for the best.  (Me talking to myself, right there.)

“Our goal is to win, but within a responsible business model,” says Jon Daniels.

Right.

Everything will be okay.

With the Giants, meanwhile, I can’t say I am sure about everything being okay.  Sabes says they’re done for the offseason (no Christmas gifts for use long-ish suffering fans?!) and that puts more than a few question marks on my world view.  There is, unfortunately, only one first base on the diamond so Huff/Pill/Belt will have to fight that one out in the boxing ring, I guess, and then I’m a wee bit skeptical of Crawford at short and of the Cabrera/Pagan/Schierholtz outfield.  Basically the whole team.  No biggie.

But I’m all into them positive affirmations today, so you know what?  I think the NL West is up for grabs and the Giants could very well grab it.

There.  We are all leaving the Winter Meetings as winners.

Winning.

Yeah.

That.

Diamond Girl

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The Drama, The Drama!

When Sabean made the Cabrera/J-Sanch/Person I’ve Never Heard Of trade so early on, he robbed the offseason of a bit of its possible drama.  But never fear!  There is more (possible) drama to come!

  • Maybe Andres Torres will jump around Puerto Rico, shirtless with his jeans rolled up, because that totally worked last year and, you know, built up his muscles and all that.

   

  • Maybe Barry Zito will come to a profound realization that the reason he had a bad season was that he’s not just having fun out there (ah!  That must be it!  Makes sense!) and he will not attempt to have fun.  Sssh, no one clue him into the fact that trying hard to have fun sort of ruins it.

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  • Maybe Brandon Belt will make a trip to Starbucks for a Frapp and in the 10 minutes he’s there (nobody ever said Starbucks service is fast), get called up and sent down 15 times.

  • Maybe Albert Pujols will walk over to San Fran with a sign around his neck like, “Big Bat to the Rescue!  Sign moi and I will save the world!”

  • Maybe Wilson will… you know… that… no?  Forget I said anything.

Okay, enough “maybe”s to feed the American army.  And enough drama to fuel the high school in the Princess Diaries for another good twenty books or so.

Diamond Girl

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Tiene Leche? or 10 Facts About Melky Cabrera

I was a bit surprised.  Of all the pitchers, Sanchez was the obvious one to trade for A Bat and this deal was a darn good one for him, but I was still surprised.  I liked Sanchez, personally, when he was sitting in the dugout or doing interviews or something, but when he was on the mound, it was nothing short of maddening.  The no-hitter was fun, but Sanchez?  Not so much. 

Knowing that Kansas City is actually in Missouri makes me feel a little better about it, too.

If I can just disassociate Melky from Miguel in my twisted brain, then all will be well.  He can bat leadoff/play center/bring balance for the Force and I am (almost, kindasorta) stoked.

Let’s get to know the newest Giant, shall we?!

10.  His full name is Melky Astacio Cabrera, which kind of sounds like an almond dessert to me.  Which is, yeah, good.

9.  He’s not as old as you would think.  (No, really.)

8.  His nickname, though, is, “Leche” as in milk (think dulce de) and the Yankees had a “Tiene Leche?”, “Got Milk” scoreboard graphic for whenever he did something impressive.  Do you think that’s copyrighted?  Or could we rip it off?  Because if the Giants use it, I promise to brave the crowds and go to a million games next year.

7.  He’s not as old as you would think.  (No, really.)

6.  He’s best friends with Robbie Cano.  So maybe that means the Giants now have a chance at Cano or something…?  I kid, I kid.

5.  He’s not as old as you would think.  (No, really.)

4.  His birthday is August 11th.  We could start planning a surprise for him now, actually.  The sun is shining, the team is in first place, I repeat, the team is in first place… and there’d be cake and ice cream and piñatas and all that.  But the important part is, ahem, first place.

3.  He’s not as old as you would think.  (No, really.)

2.  He loves cupcakes and Star Wars.  Okay, I completely made that up.  But I’m trying to make this guy more likable, can you blame me for that?

1.  He’s not as old as you would think.  The kid’s 27.  Sabean traded for someone who’s 27!  I mean, do you understand the magnitude of this?  The implications?

Diamond Girl

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