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You Know, Yu Knows Plus Some Vaguely Out of Place Golden Globes Talk

Wednesday, January 18th, 2012 is the deadline for the Rangers and Yu Darvish to come to a deal and it may be a historic day.  Or it may not, but either way, it should be interesting.  You know.  Yu knows.  Well, I don’t know if Yu knows yet but I’m sure he knows a little more than we all do because the Rangers have been characteristically mum about the negotiations.

At this point, I am seriously hoping they are able to work a contract out.  I’m getting excited about the idea of seeing Darvish pitch over here and I think it would make those Rangers a whole lot better as well.

If you are out there, Jon Daniels?  (Or even if you aren’t.)  Do us all a favor and sign Darvish.  If nothing else, we’ll get a season full of Yu jokes.

Then again, if it doesn’t work out with him and the Rangers, maybe they’ll be all the more motivated/have the funds to go after Prince.  I do rather like Mitch Moreland, but Prince in that lineup would be, as Josh Hamilton put it, “pretty ridiculous”.

Not to mention, they both have very good, late-night-joke worthy names.

All is well in Ranger-Land.

In movie award show land?  Not so much. 

I filled out my Golden Globes ballot for tonight and came to the regrettable conclusion that the only category I really care about the year is Best Soundtrack, which has to go to Howard Shore forHugo or I will boycott for the next hundred or so years.

Speaking of Things Which Should Not Win: Moneyball.  Which took a perfectly solid concept and put Brad Pitt (‘nuff said) in it and confused everything about it that was simple.  And made itself an instant member of the Atrocious Baseball Movie Hall of Fame.  You know I couldn’t stand it.  I’ve said that before.  But with the award season here, my feverous feelings have come right back up.

Then there is the ultimate, existential question: who is better looking?

If it wins anything tonight, I will… yep, you guessed it.  Boycott.

At this rate, it seems alarmingly likely that I will be boycotting this show in future years.

Let’s just say it’s been a rather unfortunate year in film.

2012 has got to be better.  What with The Hobbit and… The Hobbit.  And The Hobbit.

Can you tell I’m a little bit excited?

Maybe Elijah Wood will show up in another green velvet suit tonight and make my viewing time worth it.  A girl can dream.

Diamond Girl

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Jeremy’s On the Chopping Block?

He quite possibly has the second-worst-facial-hair in the Giants bullpen and there was some measureable amount of eyebrow raising and tsking at Sabes when San Francisco picked up his $5 million contract option for 2012 at the beginning of this offseason.

And yet despite all of that (that facial hair being the biggest thing I had to get past), he’s one of my favorite guys wearing the orange and black right now.

That’s right, I’m talking about Jeremy Affeldt.

Aside from the fact that he’s hilarious and a huge Not For Sale Campaign guy, I also believe in him as a pitcher.  When he isn’t slicing his hand open over frozen hamburger patties, that is.  He’s far from perfect, but I personally like having him and his curve out in the bullpen.

But the rumor from Ken Rosenthal is now that he’s on the chopping block.

Er, trading block, that is.

However you feel about Jeremy, doesn’t this seem like toying with our emotions?  Whether positive or negative?

Maybe the front office was planning this all along- it was a nefarious scheme to (yay!) get hitting- or maybe they are just perfectly, completely indecisive and only now decided that they didn’t want Affeldt after all.  Either way, I am not happy about it one bit.  I think Jeremy should be here to stay for the coming season.

Then again, maybe it’s just a rumor that some other GM has put out there to try and actually do something totally different and everyone is working on their own nefarious schemes.  Ah!  That’s it, I bet!  I know all about that sort of thing from the very realistic Moneyball movie. 

I feel a lot better now.

And if it’s really a decoy, then I hope the reality of the Giants-trying-to-trade-a-bullpen-guy is that they’re trying to trade Wilson.  Closers are… yeah, you know what I’m going to say.  Overrated.  Moneyball talk again.

Diamond Girl

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Drawing Skulls and Editing Tombstone Photos, aka The Morbid Post

This time of year in baseball is precious.  Part of me hates it and misses those carefree spring games, but there’s also no feeling quite like watching clinching games, whether or not you like the teams.  It’s magical.  And it reminds me of the Giants last year.  And then I get sad all over again.

I’m actually really happy with how all the divisions have turned out.  In the AL, I like the Yankees, Tigers, and Rangers, and will be pretty happy with any outcome there, as long as whoever gets the Wildcard (Boston, Tampa Bay or Anaheim) gets eliminated in the first round.  Hey, I still think the Wildcard should be wild.  We need to get that on Bud Selig’s desk, don’t we?

In the National League, I can’t stand the Phillies or Diamondbacks but am super stoked for Milwaukee.  We shall, of course, have to see about that Wildcard.

Anyhow.  3-1 against the Diamondbacks feels like the story of this year.  It’s just a bit heartbreaking to watch, really, because the Giants do feel maddeningly close to being good, really good, but just not quite there.  It may be desperately preemptive, not to mention morbid, of me to say RIP 2011 Giants, but didn’t that feel an awful lot like The End, last night?  Or was it just me?

I was seriously up at 1:54 this morning, unable to sleep, drawing skulls.  So it may just be me.  Hopefully.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Moneyball-day-after-thoughts?  Billy Beane did so go to college.  You lied, movie.  You totally lied.

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My Moneyball Movie Review!

I love movies with a predictable twist.

Okay, not really.  I hate movies with a predictable twist, actually.  But you know what I hate even more?  Movies with no twist at all.

Enter Moneyball.

 I woke up with an incredible urging to see the movie now that it’s finally out and even tweeted “Happy #Moneyball Day!”, because, as I’ve said, I really wanted to love it.  But I just didn’t.  A few things in particular…

The Types Were All Wrong

The movie didn’t delve very deep into personalities, which is fine, but I think they got all the stereotypes wrong, too.  One could argue that since it’s a fictionalized account, the characters being realistic isn’t important, but I think in this case the types are integral to the story.  Billy Beane, in particular, came across like a glorified, grown-up jock who was in the right place at the right time and put faith in Peter Brand, who was the smart one.  Brand’s character was also odd to me because his type seemed like he should have been funny, a kind of a klutz, etc.  Instead, he was pretty much a total straight man.

No Big Three

This was a gripe I had with the book, as well, but even more so with the movie.  Where was Mulder?  Hudson?  Zito?   Speaking of which…

The 20th Straight Win

I think Hudson being on the mound was a big part of that game, against the Royals, where the A’s went for their 20th straight win.  More importantly, even, was the whole thing after Hudson was taken out.  Howe brought in someone for the lefty-on-lefty matchup, if I’m remembering correctly and they totally ommited that.  I guess it was cute for the whole “Beane-jinx” storyline for it to seem like the letting in 11 runs was a fluke, but it just felt random and meaningless then.

I think that was just one place out of many where they profoundly missed the original point of Moneyball.  Which is fine, but then they needed to make their own compelling point, you know?

Sabean Doesn’t Talk Like That!

‘Nuff said.  I’m glad they didn’t include Dombrowski’s voice too or I might have ended up being That Person who yells are the screen in the theatre.

The Corn          

Not the yummy, yellow, gets-stuck-in-your-teeth-kind.  The kind that makes you roll your eyes and drum your fingers.  I think Aaron Sorkin is a really great script writer so I don’t know quite where this went wrong, except maybe that they told the story totally straight.  It was weird, really.  And the daughter storyline was undeveloped and incongruous, as far as I could tell.

The Good!

Saving it for last, because I’m a downer like that.  I thought the Hatteberg storyline was absolutely great.  It felt real enough that it made sense, but it also had a nice Hollywood twist to it and worked in a movie format.  The acting was good and the whole thing was well done.  The guy who played Wash was pretty good too.

Overall…

I didn’t hate it as much as I may have implied so far.  It was fine, really.  Just a bit confused, a bit boring and very, very flat.  Not up to its potential, neither a baseball movie or an Oscar movie or even a business movie.  One of the best movies of the year, Rolling Stone?  Eh, nope. 

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I think the Dodgers read my blog post from yesterday and were all, “Scoring eight runs is rad!  We should do it, too!”  Which was not my intent.

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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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