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“It’s Not Always Gonna Be Sunshine and Roses.”

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“It’s not always gonna be sunshine and roses,” said Ryan Vogelsong after today’s game – was it a game, though, – against the Blue Jays.  (So I was like, well it’s not always gonna be, but how about it is right now?)

The Giants are probably turning in their passports right now and hoping that they never ever have to go to Canada again, because I know Giants fans are feeling that way.  Yesterday and today’s game were, in combination, some of the worst in recent Giants history, but if you can’t laugh… then you’re the Astros, or something.

Onwards to a four game series in Colorado, where there will hopefully be more sunshine and roses.  (And maybe the humidor!  Too much to hope for?)

Diamond Girl

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Bad Luck, What Happens in The Moment and… The Cardinals

This is my 500th post!  Celebrate with me!  Adore Yu Darvish with me!

I had sort of a bad feeling about last night’s NLDS finale.  I have kind of a bad feeling whenever the Cardinals are involved.  It’s nothing against them personally, it’s just… something against them personally.  Recall last year’s Game We Do Not Talk About.  (Literally.  We literally do not talk about it.  If you start talk about it, I will not hesitate to employ techniques like Willy Wonka’s Stickjaw For Talkative Baseball Fans and plugging my ears and singing Total Eclipse of the Heart at the top of my lungs.)  Anyway, I got a sinking feeling in my stomach as that game played out and the Nationals completed what people are calling the biggest choke in recent memory.

I’d like to stop right there, though.  Yes, they choked.  The Nats were the favorite from the NL to go to the World Series and their decision to shut down Strasburg only adds fuel to the second-guessing fire.  But it’s baseball.   These things happen.  There’s a “choke” almost every year and in large part, it’s just bad luck, it’s what happens at the moment and, you know, facing the Cards (kidding, kidding).  I’m sure it’s a nasty enough moment for the Nationals organization and their fans.  I don’t have much love lost for them myself, but there’s no need to hash and rehash right this moment, either.  I’d rather leave it at that.

On to happier things!

The Giants checked out of their hotel in Cinci in the middle of that game and waited in their plane to take off as the game ended.  I would personally rather endure a myriad of terrible tortures, such as having my liver eaten out every day à la Prometheus, then spend that extra time on a plane, but to each his own, I guess.  Maybe their planes are really nice/equipped with life-size Temple Runs screens or something.

Practically, the outcome was good for us.  The Giants have home field advantage locked down the rest of the way and Tim Lincecum’s beanie habit is alive and well.  Good news, good news.

Photo from @SFGiants.

Also, how about the omnipresent Ryan Theriot smile?  Sadly, no fedora.  But the smile will do.

Diamond Girl

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Fun In DC. Just Kidding, Not Fun At All.

DC has not treated us well.  It’s not that, big picture-wise, things are that bad.  The Giants are tied with the Dodgers for first place with a few days to go until the All Star Break and they’re currently on track for a 90-win season.  Brandon Crawford is edging in on .250 and The Pablo Sandoval of the Cute Nickname hit a single, a double and a pretty fab homer.  We have a million and one All Stars on our team, for Pete’s sake.  Things are looking up.

Well, no.  Not exactly.  Yesterday, Tim Lincecum got shelled and basically looked like a drowned animal out there and then Madison took the mound today and things were not a lot better.  See, I know that the ball flies well in hot weather but isn’t that supposed to apply to, um, both sides?  Perhaps in the nation’s capital all the rules change.  Because the Nationals are hotter than hot at this moment and holding onto the best record in the National League.  Get those conspiracy theories about the Nationals having the same name as the National League out of your system.  Done?  Okay.  Let’s move on.

Anyhows, this was a bad moment to head to DC.  The weather is dismal and the Nats are very, very good.  The Giants are showing signs of fading.  Before you snap at me, I don’t mean fading for good.  Just fading as in can-all-25-of-us-go-to-the-All-Star-Game-already kind of fading.  It’s like the last week of school.  Everyone wants to get to the good stuff.  Good stuff being the second half.  Because I have a rather fantastic feeling about the second half.

But first, all 25 of them need to go to the All Star Game.

And first first, there’s one more game in DC, which we can just skip over and pretend isn’t happening, and then a series at PNC Park.  Them Pirates currently lead the NL Central (and no, they do not have the same name as the league so, see, that was irrational) by half a game and are 7-3 in their last 10.  Read: pretty hot.  This is going to be fu-un.

Seriously, though, to those of you who are screaming that the Giants have to trade for a pitcher, ssshhh.  The pitching is just fine, en général (except when they face the, eh, aptly named Nationals) and as for Lincecum, we probably shouldn’t get rid of him just yet.  Or that might go down in history as the worst trade ever, right behind Melky for J-Sanch.  Oh burn, KC.  Oh burn.

Also!  Did you know that the Royals do not play in Kansas?  Yeah.  Fun fact of the day.  Also, Willy Wonka’s chocolate factory is the only factory in that world that mixes its chocolate by waterfall.  Just worth noting.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I almost forgot… happy 4th, people!  I may or may not have said earlier today that I wanted to watch fireworks on TV, because I like the celebrations from around the world.  Because, duh, they celebrate American Independence Day around the word.  (May or may not have been thinking of New Year’s Eve.)

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So Smurfin’ Cute!

I love me some Nationals!

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I Am Irrationally Excited…

…about the draft tonight. And all the gossip. I even watched a painfully boring, but still kind of interesting video about the top 50 prospects and I have popcorn waiting to be popped in expectance of the show at 4 PT. MLB says this is the deepest draft ever and Jon Daniels/Kip Fagg seem to imply the opposite. I can’t decide who I believe. Probably the Rangers. Neither the Giants nor the Rangers are picking anytime near the beginning, but I do have a Pirates soft spot, so first overall should be fun (but shame on you, people who leak who’s going to be picked. It takes away all the suspense!). You know what won’t be fun?

The coming weeks in Giants rotation news.

I’m scared. I really am.

With every beautiful Vogelsong start that makes me warm and fuzzy I am reminded that Zito and his pesky foot are getting a little closer to being better and that at some point (sooner rather than later?) Sabes et al. are going to have some choices to make. They say they are going to “get creative”. I say, if that includes glue and feathers then Zito should definitely get the call. If it includes pitching? I vote for Vogey.

Or maybe the A’s are in need of starting pitching and the Giants will eat the cash, get rid of him and I can still see him sometimes. Is that selfish? Don’t answer that question. Really, I don’t think it would be smart (or viable) for Giants to get rid of him. It’s called “insurance”, my friends, (not to mention piles of cash) and with our injury luck that rotation doesn’t feel safe. So I’ll just have to sit tight and wait until they decide to put their creativity on display (in a case? On a table? Mounted on the wall? Anyone’s guess.).

The bats aren’t exactly on fire, but they’re doing a decent job and the team seems dead set on looking only forward, which I am loving. The Nationals, who are in last place, nine games out, are coming to town tomorrow and Arizona is ever-so-vaguely skidding so now seems like a good time heat up.

Even though here in the Bay Area we are all walking around under a ceiling of fog in winter coats. That has got to make it a little harder to play baseball.

Diamond Girl

p.s. I don’t mean to be a fawning fan girl. I really don’t. But aren’t Brandon Crawford and his fiancé the cutest couple ever?

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