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A Consolatory Beanie and Some Conspiracy Theories

Hello, people, and apologies for my absence!  I’ve had a bit of a crazy few days/been quietly enjoying the fact that we have meaningless September baseball/Green Day has a new album out and so there’s that/my silly sister is moving halfway across the world and making me all weepy.

Meaningless September baseball is surprisingly fun, though – especially when the team knocks my sparkly flip-flops off and makes it seem like it is completely meaningful.  It’s a bit like Spring Training, except with cinnamon gingerbread lattes and a guaranteed playoff spot.  They just finished up their last homestand, taking two out of three from the Diamondbacks (who are the Diamondbacks, but that’s a different story) and are hitting San Diego and LA one last time to wrap up the season.

Matt Cain did everything and then some, Barry Zito did everything and then some and Tim Lincecum kind of floundered and made us all feel badly for criticizing him because, guys, he missed the celebration when they clinched and looked altogether like a sad puppy.

I mean, he always kind of looks like a sad puppy.  But now more than ever.  I want to hand him a consolatory beanie and say, It’s meaningless September baseball!  You’ll be fine!  (Or you won’t be.  And you’ll develop a massive chip on your shoulder about it, a la Barry, and then be fantastic a few years later so, lo, everything I said was true and you will be fine even if it’s not necessarily all that soon.)

The Giants were a sight to see travelling yesterday evening, because it was rookie hazing day.

One question, though.  A few people said they hazed the rookies and sophomores, because they didn’t do it last year.  Is that true?  Because you know how I love a good conspiracy theory.  And this one is too good to pass up.  Maybe… they were possessed by magnetic-drawn robots that love metal, but mysteriously hate dress-up.  Maybe… they had someone on the team who had a fear of clowns (common phobia!) and for a reason to be named later, that was the only costume they could have done.  Or maybe Sabes was in a nasty mood and rained on their parade.  Which isn’t all that good a conspiracy theory at all.

Or maybe it was reported on at the time and I just have the memory of a goldfish?   Yes.  That seems likely.

Diamond Girl

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I Made Cupcakes

Of course I did.  It’s Bilbo Baggins’ birthday (therefore, fellow geeks, Frodo’s too) and it’s also the Giants you-know what day.

The game starts in under two hours, so I won’t keep you.  Go make some cupcakes of your own and enjoy today because it’s going to be legen(waitforit)dary.

 

Diamond Girl

 

p.s.  When I made this photo my profile picture a year ago or so, I was obviously just doing the Magic Number 1 before it was cool, because I’m a hipster like that.

 

 

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Wanted: A “No Comment” Blimp

It’s that time of year again!  What time of year, you ask?  That very special time, I say, when a million odd Giants fans opinions are worth as much as one Barry Zito opinion.  I’m talking about the Willie Mac Award, of course.  The recipient of the award will be announced tonight (spoiler alert: it’s Buster) and the fan vote tallies to one vote, vs. all the players who get a vote apiece.  I’m of the opinion that they should just not let the fans vote at all if they’re going to be so stingy about.  Why one vote?  Why not three, in honor of – you guessed it – the magic number?

All kidding aside, I’m kind of jittery going into this series against the Padres.  (It’s the Padres.  Who am I kidding?)  Jittery in a good way.  Jittery in a they-don’t-even-have-Jed-anymore way.  I’m going to need to stockpile more blood orange San Pellegrino for the *coughjinxcough* potential big moment this weekend.  Can you believe we’re that close to a champagne party?  Didn’t the season just start?

Not to dampen the mood, but it was also announced today that Melky has become ineligible to win the batting title.  He wasn’t exactly eligible to begin with, but through some loopholes he was and… now he’s not again.  Confusing, I know.  The story is that Melky requested not to be eligible because of his image issues or whatever (I think his image issues run a little deeper, but he knows better than I do) and MLB granted the request.  (Bud Selig was all, “We have a second wildcard.  My life is compete.  Do what you want, interns.”)

The MLB web team is evidently too busy making their Twitter account private and then public and then private again and then public again to update the batting average list.

I’m not sure how I feel about this.  Melky took performance-enhancing drugs.  It should be a simple answer, probably: he’s not eligible.  But I don’t necessarily feel that way.  There are so many tainted records and awards in the history of baseball that this move feels fairly arbitrary.  It doesn’t change my opinion of Melky either way.  I don’t think he’s the only one doing it, so I don’t have a particular amount of distaste for him.  I understand why he’d want to be out of the running for the title, but the whole situation is just icky.  I’m not sure what would have been the best path to take with this, but I do know that whoever does end up landing the batting title is going to be fielding a whole lotta questions.  If I were him, I’d start stocking up on the “No comment” t-shirts/blimps right about now.

Must go prepare for Orange Friday.  Catch you all later.

Diamond Girls

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Xavier Nady and I Could Not Agree More

So first Xavier Nady cleared the bases with a three-run double and led the Giants to a victory against Chicago the very day he was brought up and then he said this:  “I grew up more liking SF. Probably went to A’s games more because they were cheaper tickets.”  (Quote courtesy of the Chronicle’s John Shea.)  I don’t know what “they were cheaper tickets” means, but no matter what, he’s basically my new favorite person because that is the story of my life.  Although his first name still makes me choke a little when I say it out loud, I am rooting for him to have the greatest September in recent memory.

Another person who is going to have a fabulous September is Tim Lincecum, at least according to himself.

 

He totally reads my blog, because I said as much yesterday.  And it’s not an obvious point or anything, so coincidence is out of the question.  I’m flattered and all but a little footnote thanking me for my original thoughts might have been nice.  Additionally, while he’s taking advice from me, he could work on the hair and the unfortunate fashion sense but, really, if he wants to just pitch fantastically, that’s also okay, I can live with that too.

By the way, while I was writing that, I kind of had an epiphany.  My hair is shorter than Tim Lincecum’s.  That may not seem like a big deal to you, but it is to me.  Give me a moment to let it sink in.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  The Padres are 9-1 in their last ten.  Maybe Jed Hoyer took pity on them and snuck back to San Diego to be their good luck charm for a while.  It was really a situation of killing two birds with one stone because by leaving the Cubbies, he gave the Giants a golden chance.  Isn’t Jed just the best?

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McKayla Maroney Is Impressed

So am I.  Padres minus Jed Hoyer are a sad scene, but that game was still all kinds of awesome.  I baked 25 million brownies/cookies/madeleines before 10 am this morning, but now I’ve napped and eaten some of aforementioned desserts and I’m ready for this game tonight.  I have a good feeling about it.  That good feeling has nothing (okay, maybe just a little) to do with the brownies.  Which were also all kinds of awesome, if I do say so myself.

Diamond Girl

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