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Hair and Toothpaste and Chicago

If you follow me on Twitter, are friends with me on Facebook or stalk me in a red Mini Cooper or whatever, you know I’ve had an interesting 24 hours.  I chopped off my ponytail and went all pixie and then I spiked it up in a thousand directions and now am sorely tempted to put toothpaste in it to get the spikes to stick and then maybe streak it pink.  (Mom and Dad, if you’re reading this: I am completely kidding.)

The pixie, in a slightly more proper state.

I missed the Giants game because it was at a ridiculous time and also, I was in the hair salon.  Chopping that much hair takes a long time, guys.  From what I hear, though, it wasn’t pretty.   Madison Bumgarner wasn’t having the whole Chicago thing at all and San Francisco lost by a final of 6-4.  Yeah, not pretty.  Still, they finish the month of August a round 4.0 games in front of the Dodgers and September means – you guessed it – September call-ups!  Also, It’s September Inside and Maybe Not Outside, but that’s beside the point.  September call-ups are actually one of my favorite parts of the season and not just because they signify Starbucks starts selling pumpkin lattes.  Okay, maybe a little bit because of that.  But mostly, especially when the team is making a playoff run, it’s a lot of fun to see things mixed up a bit.  Six new players will be joining the team tomorrow as the Giants play another unreasonably timed game in Chicago tomorrow.

10am on a Saturday?  Get outta here.  If I do manage to wake up, it’s Lincecum pitching, so it should be interesting.  I hate describing Lincecum starts as “interesting”, but the alternatives are even worse, if slightly more colorful.  Anyhows, I’m just pretending that this August is like That August We Are Not Going to Talk About and Lincecum is going to snap out of it in, oh, two hours and fifty-three minutes.  (When September starts, in case you’re feeling slow or my attempt at humor is falling flat.)

I have to go.  My hair is short and the toothpaste is waiting.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  The Cubs gave away lip balm at today’s game.  Why on earth am I not a Cubs fan?  Alternately, why don’t the Giants do awesome giveaways like that?  Because I’m not all the tempted to become a Cubs fan seeing as, y’know, they’re cursed and stuff.

 

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OMG, Giants.

The Giants and I had a little texting back-and-forth.  It went like this.  (My texts are in blue.  The Giants texts are in grey.)

We beat LA.  We swept LA.  We took first place from LA.  They kind of took It’s Magic Inside from us but, really, that’s fine, they’re welcome to it.  They’re also welcome to It’s September Inside.  (You don’t say!  Here was me thinking it was a different month inside and outside the stadium.  Nice to hear it’s September inside, too.)

Diamond Girl

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What Timmy Did Right and Why I Don’t Like Catchers

I am counting the days ’til the Giants champagne party when they clinch the Division Title.  It’s coming, I feel it in my Ellen-Page-inspired-bangs, which never lie.  Rangers v. Giants World Series, too.  I’m calling it.

I don’t want to give you all the impression that I’m hair obsessed… but I am, a little bit.  (::Cue image of me flat-ironing my hair for an hour and staring at pictures in Elle magazine::)  So you know Tim Lincecum has been pitching exceptionally well this month, in serious contrast to his August performance.  People are saying that is because he’s gone back to his long-toss program, but I notice his hair is looking a lot better.  Which would, of course, mean that he stopped using the blowdryer.

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Before (July 2010):  Hair looks frizzy and blow-dried

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After (September 2010): Hair looks smooth and air-dried

As I mentioned in my previous post, linked to above, the negative impact of using a blow-dryer is the stress on the wrist, which could be problematic for his pitching.

By the way, I’ve discovered my excuse for not being a giant Buster Posey fan: I’m just not that into catchers.  I love Bengie and JoPo but I’ve just never become a huge fan of a catcher.  Here’s why:  I can’t see their faces.  This isn’t about nice eyes or eyebrows, it’s more just watching them mentally go through the game.  I started thinking about this because of what Jane Heller said in her book, Confessions of the She-Fan, about why she liked baseball as opposed to football or hockey and she said because of the lack of gear.  One of my favorite plays in the game, actually, is a catcher’s throw down to 2nd base and the catcher often rips off his mask before making that throw.

Am I crazy?  I’m very curious to hear other people’s opinions.

Diamond Girl

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