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So, The Giants are Going to the World Series.

If there is a such a thing as an instantly classic moment, this is it. Marco Scutaro and rain and a 9-0 lead in Game 7 of NLCS in the 9th inning.

But there were so many classic moments from last night: Hunter Pence’s hit, which is probably one of the strangest and greatest you will ever seen and the fact that that was the Giants first win of a game seven in the entire franchise history. Entire franchise history. Let that sink in for a moment. In sports, we’re prone to saying, “We just saw history,” all the time, but last night was the real thing and it was glorious. Absolutely glorious.

I can’t quite figure out in my head how the Giants went from being half a game back from the Dodgers at the All Star Break to one of the last two teams standing in 2012, but I know the Dodgers got left in the dust along the way and the Reds and the Cardinals were both defeated with a nice dose of drama.

The World Series starts tomorrow in San Francisco, Barry Zito vs. Justin Verlander.

This pitching matchup has got me more excited than any in a long while and it’s such a testament to how much can change in baseball in a couple of years. I started this blog in May 2010 and was a crazy Barry Zito fan. I learned not to say that too loudly around here, because Giants fans did not like it one bit but I’m very, very happy for him. In the final game of the NLCS last night, Buster Posey was the only starting player who was out there in Game 1 of the 2010 World Series. Strange, magical.

I followed Game 1 of that 2010 World Series on a plane coming home from a couple of weeks in New York and was wearing a pair of truly wonderful boots, which I miss to this day. I also miss that starting lineup a bit, but the great thing about baseball is that if you’re very lucky, just when you think you’ve seen the greatest team you will ever see in your life as a fan, another one comes around. I’m inclined to think we are very lucky.

A few more things, real quick… I like the Tigers. Other than the Rangers, there is no AL team I’d rather be facing in the World Series. Also, MarcoScutarowastheMVPanditwasawesomebecausehetotallydeserveditandheisthebest.

World Series, here we come.

Diamond Girl

p.s. For those of you who followed my blog last postseason, you know there was an extra bit of karma in taking out the Cardinals. Game We Do Not Talk About and all that. Nicely done, Giants. Nicely done.

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7 Things About the Number 7

I’m going to try to make this quick because Game 7 is creeping up on us and I have to try to do normal human being things in between now and then.  (Crazy, I know.)

For starters, Game 6 was the best thing since… Game 5, I guess.  We are spoiled, spoiled fans.  Ryan Vogelsong pretty much convinced me for good that enchiladas are the food to eat the night before something important, being every bit as good as we could have hoped and the offense did that crazy thing called hitting, time and time again.  I don’t know – and I don’t even know if I want to know – what it is about being faced with elimination that makes this team wake up, but it is amazing to watch.

Tonight is Game 7, so now seems like a good moment for a 7 Things About the Number 7 list.

7.  It’s the number you can either write like it’s going to look in this blog post, which sort of reminds me of a tree without any branches, or you can write it with the cross through it and sit back and wait for people to ask you what the heck you are writing.  Have fun, guys.

6.  7-Eleven of “at the center of the earth in the parking lot / of the 7-Eleven where I was taught” fame.  That is literally my only association with 7-Eleven.  Can you tell I grew up in the Bay Area?  We don’t drink Slurpees here, we drink $8 organic smoothies.

5.  007.  My name is Diamond Girl.  SF Diamond Girl.

4.  The traditional count of Basque provinces as expressed in the slogan Zazpiak Bat.  I love you too, Wikipedia.

3.  The number of islands in Atlantis.  You know, people have thrown out pretty much every location on the face of the planet for where Atlantis could have been, but has anyone suggested McCovey Cove?  No?  Let me be the first.

2.  The number of games you play when your team gets a kick out of being up for elimination.

1.  What we’re going to bite our nails through tonight.  I’m drifting between complete confidence and abject misery at the thought.  Remember what I said about enjoying it, no matter what, win or lose?  Still holds true.  (Kinda.)  Fingers crossed.  With red licorice between them.

Yes, We Cain.

Diamond Girl

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HeyLets Talk Spots to Watch a Game

I’m already getting jittery for tonight’s game.  I will probably make myself a vanilla Italian soda and curl up in my living room with the television and cross my fingers and hope for a magical unicorn to come and save the day for the Giants.  But for those of you who are not as anti-social about baseball as I am, I thought today would be a good day to get into the best spots to watch games.  My favorites:

Right around the stadium, there are the usual suspects: The Public House, which is nestled pretty much inside the park, but also accessible from outside.  It’s packed to the brim during games, but the energy is as intense as it is inside, so it’s pretty crazy and a lot of fun.  Down the street, there’s the always wonderful hole-in-the-wall, Red’s Java House, which is right on the pier and although I’ve never been, I’ve heard only good things about21st Amendment.  If you like Italian food (and who doesn’t?) Zero Zerois a wonderful and convenient spot and if you like to club and watch games, Bottom of the Hill at – you guessed it! – the bottom of Potrero Hill is a bit out of the way, but completely worth it.  They make a mean black bean hummus, too.  In the East Bay, there’s a lovely 50s style diner called Oscar’s and not only do they play Giants games, but they have a banner as tall as me (which isn’t saying much, but still) for the championship team of 2010 and they wear Giants gear while they fry the french fries before your eyes, need I really say more?

There you have it, America!

As for the North and South Bay, I’m completely clueless so you guys will have to help me with that one.  Comments, people, comments!  If nothing else, it will get your head off of what is to come tonight and after a morning of tweeting #ReplaceSongLyricsWithBarryZito, we all need it.

One last note… for recommendations for all sorts of spectacular and weird things to do around the Bay Area, follow the hashtag on Twitter #HeyLets.  It’s an app that’s going to launch any time now and in the meantime, there’s lots to see on Twitter.  If you want to know about all my weird proclivities for Portuguese music and pumpkin lattes – who are we kidding, you already know about that – that’s where to see ‘em.

Rally Zito.  I am amped and feeling pre-tty optimistic at the moment.  In other news, Italian food sounds really good.

Diamond Girl

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Beware the Ides of March and of October

If you’re looking for someone to innumerate all the reasons that long-haired hippie needs to be traded rightthisverymoment, I cannot oblige.  There have been mutterings in Giants-fandom-land for a few days now, but it got really noisy this evening and the calls for firings and releases and trades began to surface in earnest.  Tonight was an ugly game.  No two ways about that.  Key players – ones who we were looking at to carry us through the postseason – have not performed.  Seeing your team go down 8-3 in the championship series is a terrible feeling.

But.  Let’s step back for a moment.

I think we were all a little, “Beware the ides of March!” this spring.  I heard more than a few of you saying this was going to be a bad season to make the Astros seem all peachy (okay, maybe not that, but still).  I certainly did not see the Giants going to the NLCS.  This makes them the second best team in the National League, technically, and probably third best in the Majors, assuming they’re better than the Yankees at the moment.  (Dear Lord, please say yes, please say yes.)

They’re not playing like that right now.  And them being as successful as they have been doesn’t mean this offseason couldn’t include a good deal of overhaul and even if it doesn’t, we’re free to throw out whatever we want.  But they have been successful.  Very successful.

And you know what?  If tomorrow is the Giants last game of 2012, I hope it’s a good one and I hope we have a good time watching it.  There will always be another baseball season.  This one, I know, has surpassed my expectations and hopes for it.  That said… let’s do this, Barry Zito.  Let’s do this.

Also, pro tip, for any of you who happen to be fabulously wealthy Cardinals fans who come to the game decked out in suits.  You plan ahead, right?  You know you’re coming to the game?  So why on earth would you wear a brown suit when you know you’re going to be sporting all the red gear?  Don’t, people.  Don’t.

In tonight’s Joe Buck scoop, Jack White’s Blunderbuss is available for download online!  Unlike most albums, you know, which you have to go pick up to listen to on your turntable.

Diamond Girl

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A Starbucks and Rain-Related Rant

I can think of a few rare instances where a rain delay has ended well.  Zito in Detroit last season is one.  As CBS put it at the time, the Giant smashed the Tigers 15-3.  (Different Tigers than the ones who are dominating everything right now?  Yes.)  But except in the instances of really massive blowouts, I’m generally so disgruntled and stir-crazy and annoyed from all the waiting that the outcome is somewhat irrelevant.

We all knew the rain delay was coming today.  So I got my shoes on and as soon as they started rolling the tarps out, I left and got a coffee and went to the park and read my ridiculously sad book.  I came home with pretty much perfect timing.  Internal rain delay clock?  Why, yes, I do have that.  It was nice, except that I really need to start remembering that Starbucks doesn’t make Dark Roast in decaf, because the Medium Roast – the only one they do make in decaf – is unequivocally revolting.  Apologies to any Medium Roast lovers I may have just mortally offended.

Um, anyway.  Starbucks rant over.

My timing was pretty much perfect.  I got home and went back to watching.  Everything was perfect other than, you know, the game.  After all that rain and delay and jazz, the Giants lost very softly, by a final of 3-1.  There were just a lot of little mistakes on their part and they didn’t take advantage of the mistakes that the Cardinals made, either.  Hunter Pence definitely stood out and not in a good way.  He’s batting .161 in the postseason and is looking a bit like all of the Giants problems mashed into one.  Obviously no game or series is decided by one person and other people have struggled, but Pence’s are magnified at the moment.

It was not a pretty game.  And it was a darn long one, for being as not-pretty as it was.  Medium Roast is looking increasingly appealing after seeing that one finish up.

Just kidding, just kidding.  I choose losing Giants over bad coffee any day.  But here’s to some winning Giants, right?  It’s getting down to the wire but there’s still a good bit of baseball to be played.  Like everyone, I’d guess, I’m dying with curiosity about what Our Boy Timmy will do tomorrow.  A word about that nickname…

…and it’s anecdote time, because I tell a lot of anecdotes around this time of night.  Earlier this season, I was having dinner with a Red Sox fan and suddenly he was all, “How about your boy Timmy?”  Lincecum had just had particularly terrible start.  So I was sort of silent and then I said, “Yeah.  How about my boy Timmy.”   I got this fiercely protective feeling and that was pretty much the end of that.  Let it be known that Red Sox and Giants fans are not a match made in heaven.  ‘Member when the two teams did an All Star Game voting alliance? They were just misleading us.  Seriously.

Things will be better tomorrow.   And hopefully our Pagan Deity of choice will make it a little bit… drier.  Please, Thor/Zeuz/Celtic God Whose Name I Can’t Spell?  No rain?  Thanks.  You’re the best.  I’ll sacrifice some cupcakes to you.

Diamond Girl

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