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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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That Magic Number is One

The Giants are a win away from winning 2012 World Series.  And they are having a damn good time, while they’re at it.

Too jittery and excited to write much more.  But if we’re real lucky and we have a parade in San Francisco in a few days, I’d like a little advance notice, because I need to grow a few inches before it takes place.  Being short is no fun at parades.

In other news, I am absolutely dressing up as Hunter Pence Crazy Eyes for Halloween.  Not sure how I’m going to pull that one off, but it will be fabulous when it comes to pass.

Diamond Girl

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The Evils of Consumerism On an Off Day

As you guys know, I have a love-hate relationship with off days.  Aside from them being necessary because of travel and whatever, they’re hard on us fans.  The World Series is intense and a day away from it, while it should be relaxing, just leaves ample time for us all to go stir crazy.   (On which note, anyone else see World War III break out on Twitter today about sabermetrics and the Giants?  As I said.  Stir crazy.)

The Giants are up 2-0 in the series, which is obviously the best way to go into an off day.  A little feeling of confidence is unavoidable (not to mention, wonderful) but this team has come from behind to steal too many series’ this season for me to write off the Tigers.

Madison Bumgarner helped out the cause quite a bit with a stellar performance last night, making us all basically feel like slackers, because he’s 23 and he’s already pitched in two World Series game, not to mention he has a World Series ERA of… 0.00.

Do those zeros look like googly eyes to you?  Because they do to me.  Googly eyes like, “Holy crap, how did we get this lucky?”

The series heads to freezing Detroit now, so it seems only fitting to give full disclosure that I absolutely have a Detroit complex.  See, the Bay Area part of me doesn’t fall prey to the evils of consumerism and advertising, but… I am a complete sucker for those Chrysler commercials.

My sources tell me Detroit is not nearly that pretty (understatement of the year?  Perhaps.), but still.  I hope FOX does some pretty shots of the city.  With that completely awesome slow-mo camera of theirs, maybe?  A girl can dream.  A girl can also have nightmares.  Which I have had about that awesome slow-mo camera of theirs.

Diamond Girl

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Game 1 of the World Series and a Manic Pixie Dream Bat

That was quite probably the greatest Game 1 of the World Series any of us could have hoped for.  Actually, probably the greatest game, period, that any of us could have hoped for.

More than a few people wrote off this game as a certain loss for the Giants and that wasn’t unreasonable – they were facing Justin Verlander, for God’s sake.  When the A’s faced JV in the final game of the ALDS, I said more than a few times, “It’s a verb.  To Verlander.  The A’s are about to get Verlander’d.”  And get Verlander’d they did.

The game we saw was a very different game, indeed.  Barry Zito stood tall while Verlander only lasted four innings and, really, his performance was a footnote compared to the performance he played a role in:  Pablo Sandoval’s three home run night.  Three home runs.  That is a lot of home runs.  Like, the number of home rums that might make me blink and pinch myself and wonder, “Am I dreaming?”

I actually wondered that a couple of times during last night’s game.  And it shouldn’t have felt as crazy as it did – the Giants just defeated the defending World Champions in the NLCS by a final of 9-0 and are every bit a solid matchup for the Tigers.  But it did feel a little surreal.  In a good way.  A very, very good way.

There’s still a good deal more work to be done and baseball to be played, but that is a Game 1 that none of us will be forgetting any time soon, I think.

Oh, and can I just throw something out there?  In a game with a lot of good candidates for “favorite moment”, my favorite moment was undoubtedly Verlander’s expression when his pitching coach came out to the mound.  That was priceless.  Seriously, seriously priceless.

Classic, JV.  Classic.

Diamond Girl

p.s.  I know Hunter Pence has gotten his fair share of needling for naming his bats, but I think it’s awesome.  (Of course I do.)  If I were a baseball player, I would totally name my bats.  Sure, my names would probably be, eh, slightly different than his, but still.

Move over, Manic Pixie Dream Girl.  We have the Manic Pixie Dream Bat.

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I #RallyZito’ed Before It Was Cool

The World Series starts tonight and the Giants are in it and that still hasn’t quite sunk in.  I am donning my antlers, just because, and pulling out my Barry Zito pumpkin photo from a few years ago.

I #RallyZito’ed before it was cool.  In other news, yes, I am most definitely a hipster.

Happy Game 1, people!  I cannot wait for this to get started.  I’m hardly even nervous.  Just excited because this is our secondtriptotheWorldSeriesinthreeyears.  If that, my friends, is not marvelous, I don’t know what is.  (Maybe Craig Ferguson monologues?  Yes.  Craig Ferguson monologues are always marvelous.  But the whole World Series thing too.)  Now let’s go get Verlander, shall we?

And post this Zito picture again, because this picture can never be posted enough.

Diamond Girl

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