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A Sense of Inevitability

Nearly 24 hours ago, now, the Giants became World Champions.  It always takes me a little while to collect my thoughts after a game like that, because there is so much to be said.  First of all…

Congratulations to the 2012 San Francisco Giants.

Not only are they World Champions, but they are a group of guys I could not be happier for.  To a man, they are all class acts and the kind of people I want to root for.  This team captured my heart in every way, even more than that 2010 team.  I mean, how on earth could you not be thrilled for Sergio Romo when he got to pitch the last one of the game?  How could you not be elated for Ryan Theriot (THE RIOT) and Marco Scutaro when they combined for the winning run in the 10th inning?

Just a magical, unexpected season – at least to me, maybe some of you wizkids expected it – and it’s still a little surreal to think it’s over.  The most amazing part to me, perhaps, is what Henry Schulman at the Chronicle called “a sense of inevitability” when the Giants had a commanding seven game lead with nineteen left to play.  That phrase stuck with me.  There was a moment when that inevitability began to set in during the regular season and to me, it never quite left.  Even against the wall versus Cincinnati and then against St. Louis.

When #RallyZito hit the scene, it took it to a whole new level: there was no way they could lose.  And they did not let us down.  They did not lose a game after that.  It was not luck.  This was quietly a very, very good team.  The best in the Major Leagues, in fact.

I think I’ll remember this as the postseason of rain, but also for the opponents we faced.  The Reds and Cardinals obviously put up quite a fight and I am sure, even as a Giants fan, the Tigers are better than they played.  See you next year, Motor City, because I have a feeling you’ll be back.

Lastly, I would like to thank all you marvelous people for following along through this season.  It’s always bittersweet when it comes to an end, even though this one is more sweet than bitter.  Still, it’s been a wonderful ride and not least of all for all your comments and tweets.  I am an enthusiastic offseason blogger, though, so you won’t have a chance to miss me.

See you all parading down Market on Wednesday – I will hopefully be a few inches taller than I am now.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I will never stop using this GIF.

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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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Cloudy With a Chance of Winning

The day of clinching is a grab-the-popcorn and cross your fingers kind of day.  The day after clinching is quite the opposite.  It’s a slow, lazy, happy sort of day.  But it was as soon as today’s lineup hit the internet that the reality began to set in.  The reality being that Giants are the 2012 National League West Champions.   2012.  National. League.  West.  Champions.

Blanco CF, Theriot 2B, Arias 3B, Nady LF, Pill 1B, Peguero RF, Whiteside C, Burriss SS and Petit RHP.

For the second time in three years, which is not bad at all.  A sense of inevitability set in, oh, every time Marco Scutaro came up to bat and when, a few thousand pitching changes later, they did clinch it, I was ridiculously happy.  Even happier, I think, than 2010.  The comparisons are many and unavoidable, but I think these two teams, in many ways, couldn’t be more opposite.  And I’ll go on record saying I think this one is better.  It’s anyone’s guess how the postseason will go – cloudy with a chance of winning, if you ask me – but I think we’ve got a really solid group here for a few years to come.

And that’s a gratifying feeling.  It gives way to elation, because this is just the beginning.  Bochy said that chances are all five starters will make the postseason roster, one of them as a reliever, and it seems right now that the Giants will be opening the NLDS against Cincinnati.  I’m already getting excited for it.  The way last night’s game ended, with all that fantastic relief pitching, was one of the big things that’s been key to the Giants success this season and that Pablo Sandoval catch was also completely spectacular, even if it wasn’t quite a Jonathan Sanchez triple.  We missed a year, but we’re back and better than ever.  Weird lineups and 2012 postseason, we’re ready for you.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  They lost today.  But I’m still smiling, so go figure.

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Hugs, Bud Selig.

My day started far too early for a Saturday with a Little League game, A’s vs. Giants.  Nothing weird about that, right?  Aside from the fact that the Curse of Interleague Play (hugs, Bud Selig) hasn’t come upon us quite yet.  And the fact that I was rooting for the A’s.  It pained me, I tell you.  But I have people who I have to root for on the A’s, so that was that.  I swallowed my fandom and did it.  I still have a few words to say to the coach who got the Giants – words like, “You should have given that team to me! – but it turned out to be a good thing that I was rooting for them A’s, because they had an unprecedented comeback, went into extra innings and walked off.  I sunburned (duh) but otherwise, things were wonderful.

I came home to the disastrous end to the real Giants game.  Aubrey Huff played second base and pigs flew, as did Ryan Theriot, but it was too late.  He’s terribly ill, apparently, and just flew into NY today, but is still not well enough to play.  Since the rest of the Giants bench seems to have been mysteriously transported to a galaxy far, far away/the Hundred Acre Wood/Middle Earth, Huff ended up at second.  Need I really say more?   Moving right along.

 Then Philip I-Am-This-Close-To-Remembering-His-Last-Name pitched the 21st perfect game in the history of MLB (yeah, hugs, Bud Selig) for the Chicago White Sox, against the Seattle Mariners.  That was something and by something I mean absolutely perfect.  Literally.  You know what I mean.

Then Jennifer Hudson went through airport security… oh.  Sorry.  Just surfing the front of the news as I write and there’s a story about Jennifer Hudson and the TSA.  News, y’all.  Can I please blame this on Bud Selig?  No?  He wasn’t involved with the TSA?  You lie.  I am quite positive he was.

Anywho.  Then the Yankees had some sort of a brilliant comeback that I followed on and off while I drank orange juice because we’re having a heatwave over here and there is nothing better to soothe the horribleness of a heatwave than orange juice. 

This is all to say, it has been a strange and busy, but mostly strange, day in baseball.  Flyballs are falling out of my ears and when I try to talk about unrelated things, baseball similes are creeping their way in.  So I think I’m going to cut it off right here and nap and eat spinach pizza for a while.  Catch you all (and Bud Selig) later.

Diamond Girl

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