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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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13-Minute Cupcakes and Assorted Rangers Pitchers

When I looked at the probable pitchers for this weekend’s Rangers-Giants series, I was disappointed.  If Twitter is any measure of the general population’s opinions (which it, well, isn’t, but no matter), a lot of other people were too.  Why?  Because we all wanted to see Yu.  Not you.  You’re awesome and all, and it’s not you it’s me… but I’m talking Yu Darvish.  Because he is pretty much the best thing to happen to Major League Baseball since Ryan Braun’s haircut.  When I saw, then, that he was starting in Oakland today, my fingers were on StubHub in record time and soon enough, I had tickets and had suckered my family into dropping everything and coming with me.  I have a delightful family, on occasion.

I got to the O.Co Coliseum sort of, um, early because apparently they open the gates an hour and a half before gametime, rather than two full hours, like they generally do in civilized pla— I mean, AT&T Park.  I’ve never been to Arlington, Texas but I imagine it’s something like it was in Oakland today.  Rangers.  Fans.  Everywhere.  It was kind of weird, but kind of fantastic.

Anyhow, for reasons I discovered and will explain later, My Favorite Ranger Ever (as much as I love Yu, this one goes to Alexi Ogando) was throwing a bullpen session when I did get into the stadium.  I was, oh, four feet away from him and it ranks up there in Greatest Moment of Emily’s Life, right up with the time I made cupcakes from scratch in just under thirteen minutes.  True story.

Pictures or it didn’t happen, you say?  Okay, I say.  I will gladly oblige.

Also, isn’t their Rangers-themed ball bag the cutest thing on earth?  I want one.  Even though I don’t really tote around baseballs.  Ever.  Still, I bet it could double as a fab makeup bag.

I would once more like to say thankyouAJPrelleryouarethebestandsoisAlexitheend.

The game itself was not nearly as fun.  Yu was not in tiptop Yu shape and sort of seemed to forget where the strike zone was, midway through.  Josh Hamilton, in good ol’ Josh Hamilton fashion, hit a double and Beltre singled him in, for the only Rangers run of the game.  I like the A’s just fine under normal circumstances… normal circumstances being when they are not scoring seven runs off of Texas.  I glowered into my avocado sandwich for a while and then the Yu jokes started and I had a good time.

All with one eye, of course, on the out-of-town scoreboard.  Yes, guys, I’m still a Giants fan, believe it or not!  It was getaway day in San Diego and the Giants had their first three-homer game since the beginning of April at Coors Field and they, you know, have a humidor and things so that doesn’t really count.  Today, it was the magical and marvelous combo of Buster Posey, Gregor Blanco and Angel Pagan.  Good times, eh?  The Giants head into this weekend’s matchup with the exact same record as the Rangers, by some fate:  33 wins, 25 losses.

To say I cannot wait would be a massive understatement.  Sure, my loyalties are a bit messy, but the games are also sure to be loads of fun.  And yes, Alexi is starting on Sunday, in place of newly-DL’ed Derek Holland.  Which is why he was throwing a bullpen.  So he can mow down the Giants.  Yep, messy loyalties, indeed.

Diamond Girl

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I Am Renaming My Fish Carlos and I Bet Nuekom Sold Sabean’s Suite

First things first.  I have a new member of my family, a fish named Rivendell (Do. Not. Laugh.) who is profoundly antisocial and doesn’t seem to like to eat.  I am considering renaming him, thinking maybe that’ll make him more energetic.

And when I got home from today’s Giants game- yep, I was there!- “Carlos” or “Beltran” were at the top of my new name list.  Because Beltran hit two smurfin’ homeruns (ack, I can’t get the smurfin’ thing out of my system ).   One of those homers was a splash and also was his 300th career.  It rocked.  Really.  The whole empty-yet-still-sold-out ballpark was electric.  Timmy was really wonderful too and D-Ro proved that I am not totally insane in still being a fan of his.  I mean, last night sorta proved that too.  What with his amazing hit in the 11th to walk-off and give the Giants their third straight win.

Today was the fourth straight win and if I’m remembering correctly, it’s the first sweep of the Padres this years and that feels good, my friends.  Very good. 

Overall, it was a lovely, foggy game and I finally wore my one and only Giants shirt that has never seen the light of day since I bought it a year ago, because, well, I don’t think orange suits me.  But I layered and dressed it up and then got a compliment on it, so all is well. 

Then I got home and heard The News.  You know what I mean.  I mean, right?  In case you live under a rock or have just been eating pizza or other delicious foods the past few hours and not reading the news, I will fill you in: the word is that the Giants have pushed out the Managing General Partner- or is it General Managing Partner?  I can never keep it straight.- Bill Nuekom in favor of Larry Baer.  Which is not good news, it appears.  My mood is ever so slightly crushed.

It really seems to me that being a Managing General Partner is an incredibly hard job.  Whether you’re too involved or not involved enough or put forth too much money or not enough, you’re out of luck, far as I can tell.  They never seem to last very long.

Which just goes to show I’d be better better off as an International Scouting Director, a la A.J. Preller.  Or, oh, do you think maybe Nuekom sold Sabean’s suite?  I bet that’s it.  I totally do.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I am also going to get all preachy here and say I brought my own cinnamon roasted almonds because of Diamond Nuts use of slave labor in their supply chain and not only did I feel kind of self-righteous, but they also totally tasted better.  BYO, people!  And while you’re at it, vote for Jeremy Affeldt for the Roberto Clemente Award for his work as a modern-day abolitionist!

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Yes, This Post Is Titled Brett Pill

Were you surprised?  Seeing as Brett Pill could probably run for mayor of San Francisco (or even governor of California, what with all the disillusioned Dodger fans) and win by a massive landslide, I figure I should probably blog about him.

Well, that and the fact that I ABSOLUTELY ADORE HIM AND HE IS THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO THE GIANTS.  Okay, sorry about the caps.  I try to avoid that.  But Pill is rather a special case, you know?

He was one of the September call-ups, which is to say he was something along the lines of an afterthought for a team that had just been labeled “Out of contention- move right along”.  Apparently, he read that label to say, “Tear it up, kid!  We have a pennant to win!”  Not that I mind.  I’m just surprised.  And impressed.  Very, very impressed.

The series against San Diego certainly went better than I had expected coming in, even though today’s finale was a bit (a bit?) of a let-down.  The whole “see-ball-hit-ball” thing seems to have gone bye-bye.  No matter.  The team is playing a whole lot better and as of right now- and this is sure to change before I post this, just ‘cause- the Rockies are beating the Diamondbacks.  Which doesn’t help tremendously, seeing as this pesky thing called math says with each passing day it is becoming harder for the Giants to catch up, but I was never good at math anyway so I’m just ignoring it.

The point of diving into the lake and all that.  Right?  Right.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Brett Pill! 

Okay, fine.  Finished now.

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My Letter to the Padres

Dear San Diego Padres,

Look.  I know we’ve had our differences.  I know I hated you with something of a burning passion last year- and, okay, much of this year- and I may have made one too many cracks about Jon Daniels vs. Jed Hoyer, but deep down we’re friends, right?  I mean, I hope so.  Because I have a teeny-tiny favor to ask of you.

You are going to be inhabiting Chase Field, the home of the much-feared Diamondbacks this evening and I, well, need you to beat them.

Pretty simple, really.  Just get a few hits, throw some nice pitches and come out with the W. 

The reason I’m proposing this is that it’s really good for both of us.  My Giants get a chance to end today only 2 games back and you get a chance to be only, eh, 11 games back!  Win-win, I know.  You don’t need to tell me how smart I am.

Hey, if you want to just sweep ‘em, you could do that too!  Because, just between you and me, the Giants totally rained on my parade yesterday.  I was sniffing my fingers-which-smelled-like-lemons-due-to-my-making-of-lemon-bars and totally, 100% ready for a win and then they went and… lost.  Sometimes my optimism is hard to keep going.  Which is, of course, why I could use a little help from you.

Thankfully, the lemon bars were perfectly delicious.  So my day was not entirely ruined.

So do we have a deal, Pads?  What if I throw in a new name for your stadium?  (Because even you must admit that Petco Park is rather lame.)  I’m thinking something along the lines of Prada Park or Stadium of Marc Jacobs.  You know.

Love,

Diamond Girl

p.s.  Cole Hamels cannot walk the runway.  In case there was ever a question about that.

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