I’m not sure, but I think 15 runs is the most runs I’ve seen the Giants score (in person). I’m guessing I’ve been to 250 games or so in my life. I vaguely remember being at a game in the 80’s where Darrell Evans hit an absolute BOMB into the bleachers (and a second one later in the game) and the team won 18-1. But I might have just dreamed that.
There is a fairly hilarious video taken of me dancing inside the stadium. If my buddy decides to send it to me, I’ll post it here. It’s good to be able to laugh at yourself.
Headed into altitude now. And I’m not just talking about Coors Field. This team is flying HIGH these days!
interesting observation about the Lincecum appearance. When he got called into the game the crowd went INSANE and gave him what felt like a one minute STANDING ovation. After Braun hit that monster bomb there was barely a low groan from the crowd. But every time he would throw a simple strike they erupted in celebration. It was the oddest scene—40K literally trying to will their former hero back to glory…….
as many of you know, my daughter doesn’t give much of a shit about baseball. That always makes taking her a bit of a financial grind since I know she won’t appreciate the seat she gets ($350 for the 6 of us to sit in the center field bleachers) and I know going in that I’m on the hook for buying her some gear once inside the park because she likes the “look” of a Giants fan.
So around the 4th inning she’s bored and wants to shop. Check out how many freaking people are in this store in the middle of the game! If anyone wonders how much dough the Giants haul in with merchandise sales, well, they just shouldn’t wonder anymore….
I got out of there pretty clean– 1 tank top for $32 and arm socks for $15. At least she LOOKS like a fan. :) Cute as hell too.
Jake Peavy with the Giants: 2.66 ERA. I’d say that’s a move that’s work out quite nicely. In fact, where would we be without Jake Peavy?
The Giants pitching has straight BROUGHT IT on this home stand and it’s time for MadBum to put the cherry on top.
I will be at the game today. We have a solid chance to pull within 1.5 of The Art Dealers.
13-2? These threads just sort of write themselves, don’t they?
Panic 4 hits? He’s hitting .312 and doing a better impression of the best Scoots ever had to offer than Scoots himself.
Buster 5 hits? He’s as locked in as he’s ever been.
Hey, Milwaukee doesn’t suck and the Giants just took a 15 game winner out to the woodshed.
The only thing I have to complain about is figuring out how to get to the game tomorrow. 280 is closed and I heard that fans at the game last night had a terrible time getting into the park on time. Could be a Caltrain game….
Excited to head into Milwaukee. It’s a great yard to hit in and Voggy has been “lights out” for most of the year. We are only 4.5 games off the Dodgers and the focus should still be on winning the division, not a wild card spot. The rest of the season starts NOW.
Congratulations to Yuzzie-Pet for achieving his unreal record of 46 straight hitters in a row. It’s more impressive, to me, that he did it over so many different appearances. You don’t always head out to the mound with your best stuff.
Have you guys noticed the idiotic new tradition in mlb where players violently rip off a guy’s jersey after he hits a walk off home run? It doesn’t always come off during the first rip, it usually takes several guys to tear it off the player. Someone is going to get injured by this, mark my words.
Fast forward to Buster Posey after he blasted the Giants to another victory and you’ll notice that his jersey is still neatly worn even after the celebration at home plate.
Are mid-game threads allowed to call out what a shit-fuck offense we have? And SHIT FUCK doesn’t really get to the heart of it.
Anyway, this is a mid game thread and I’ll bounce right back to puppy dogs and cotton tails tomorrow. At least until 9/1 when I will let the swear words FLOW………
Last night’s 1 hitter was just a dominant performance by MadBum. Even though it wasn’t a no hitter, it was a better overall pitching performance than either of Timmy’s no hitters. I think the most dominant outing I’ve ever seen was probably Timmy’s 14 strikeout performance in the 2010 NLDS vs the Braves. He gave up 2 hits over 9 innings complete. But it just never felt like they Braves were going to score. Plus, the Braves were a very good team making it feel that much more dominant.
What’s your “most dominant” pitching performance you remember watching? (tv or live).
Just looking at our recent history, you have Dirrrrrty’s no hitter, Cain’s perfecto and Timmy’s 2 no hitters. And then you have last night’s dominant gem.
But there are others that I’m sure I’ll be reminded of in the comment section below…….
That was not a fun game to watch. And this thread is not going to be fun to write. But here goes:
I stole this from Carl Steward but it’s the most positive thing I can find this morning. The Giants are 5 games out. On this date in 2010 we were 6.5 games out.
We get to play Colorado again today and I truly believe we will get back on the beam with a win.
Oh, and Timmy is now in the bullpen so that has to make many Giants fans happy. Right?
Normally, I would be bummed about the Giants returning home for a series since they’ve sucked so badly this year at AT&T. But today, I’m excited. Colorado has the worst visual memory index number of any team in baseball today at -25.97. Peavy should toy with them.
VMI is a fascinating tool I’ve used this year to assess pitchers and hitters on a daily basis. It factors in changes in altitude, humidity and temperature and how those changes affect a player’s visual memory and muscle memory. I encourage anyone interested to check out the VMI website at http://www.baseballvmi.com
Colorado is throwing a very bad left handed pitcher at us today. I expect all our hitters to feast on him and a handy win is likely forthcoming…..
I just saw a tweet that has to be wrong: Petit is 7 hitters away from the all time record of 45 consecutive batters retired. Wow. That’s incredible.
Feeling REALLY good about today’s match up. Voggy is tough as nails and while Strasburg is good at home (and in general) he’s still just a man. We have a team full of men.
Hope everyone out here made it through last night’s quake ok. It woke me up but we’re 70 miles away so it wasn’t a real big deal. Kinda reminded me of back in the day with the ladies. Hey now!
All right, the weather is clear in DC, no rain on the way, and our sunrise continues to rise high in the sky.
What a win last night. What a glorious, unexpected, needed win last night.
Joe Panik has become one of my favorite players and a reminder to all of us that our minor league system is developing more than just roster fillers.
Michael Morse is a beast.
Buster Posey could care less about pain and jacked out his 2nd bomb in as many nights.
I feel like this team has really turned a corner and I can finally stand behind them with genuine belief that they’ll be in the race all season.
My old man was mistaken. That wasn’t a sunset he saw. It was a sunrise.
Here’s a clip of the text exchange I had with Pawlie Kokonuts last night and today. PK was at a minor league game last night and watched Nate S play.
and this morning:
The Giants “Rain Train” across America pulls into DC today to take on the pesky Nats. We never play well here and (surprise!) there are thunder storms forecast for the game. Huddy is probably the only guy who got 30 winks as the rest of the team flew in late last night after splitting 1.5 with Chicago yesterday.
But these are professional athletes and their level of conditioning should power them through tonight and, hopefully, a series win.
So, of COURSE thunderstorms are forecast to be blowing through Chicago today. Pressure is on the Cub groundscrew, eh? I sure hope they spooled that tarp back correctly.
Today is set up to be a total clusterfuck. And with the team headed to play the Nats tomorrow in Washington, always a challenging place for them to play, it makes me wonder if today’s suspended game is even worth it.
Hey, maybe it will all work out. But my pessimistic side says that this day is going to be more trouble than it’s worth. The last thing the team needs is to play a game and a half with a couple of rain delays before a red eye flight to Washington.
Good luck in Washington. They’ll need it.
I had the game on with no sound last night, getting stuff done, and all of a sudden I looked up and saw the tarp on the field. It was like it just came out of nowhere. I was shocked as I didn’t see any of that coming on the radar leading up to the game. And because I play daily fantasy now, as opposed to the season long fantasy, I have become somewhat of an expert at reading radar at weather.com. But clearly, I missed something last night.
After the tarp went on the story of the bumbling grounds crew came out and I sat there watching in disbelief as they tried in vain to rake up the lake that had formed at shortstop.
I live in California, I don’t understand weather like that….
With gall bladders on short supply for Flappers across the nation, the Giants begin a critical series in Chicago. This is an opportunity to keep momentum going and take advantage of another bad team.
Having never been to Wrigley, I will re-post Pawlie’s epic tale about a trip he took to Chicago in the late 70’s. Enjoy.
Never been to Chicago? Here’s a redacted [to protect the guilty] morsel from my book-in-progress of my first visit there. Feeling positively chirpy today because I’m sending the MS to my friend Dan Valenti, author and editor. I have been ensnarled on this project. It is devolving. I need his help. I feel free just printing all 200+ pages. So, here’s a worldwide Flap exclusive sneak preview for an off-day:
“Midnight (And Later) Run
Alcohol is a strange fuel, and an even stranger GPS.
“Let’s go to Wrigley Field.”
“Okay. Why not? Let’s go.”
Who cares if it’s the middle of a booze-sodden night in a bar in Dayton, Ohio? Who cares whether the Cubs are even in town? What does it matter whether we have money, tickets, hotel, or brains? Worst of all, who are we to let a nearly catastrophic mishap hold us back? (More on that in a bit.) We are young and invincible. And we are baseball fans.
We in this case are your author, his brother just graduated from the University of Dayton, and his brother’s Jersey friend, Steve. We did at least have a car, my (and my wife’s) little green Subaru, in 1978, when most Americans barely knew how to pronounce the automaker’s name.
Earlier in the evening, a celebratory and under-the-influence Jersey Boy had commandeered some of Dayton’s municipal signage to play drunken warrior with. He uprooted a street sign and made believe it was a lance, maybe a javelin. Boys will be boys. When you are young and drunk, this strikes you as hilarious if for no other reason than that it’s outrageousness. Plus, he looked like a young Elvis Presley, so that made it more incongruous. Worst of all, in the post-graduation romp, my brother mistook a cellar door for another door and hurled himself down a flight of stairs to the basement, cutting his head and probably suffering a concussion. To this day, I regret I did not insist on a visit to the hospital, yielding to his resistance. The nasty injury was not enough to wave off a middle-of-the-night barroom plan to head off to Chicago to watch baseball the next day.
Jersey needed money. On second thought, I’m sure we all needed money, but I was content to live on plastic and borrowed time, as suited the nature of my life then.
“Wait here,” Jersey Boy instructed us as we sat in a parking lot near an all-night eatery and near Jersey’s place of employment, a Hess gas station.
“I’ll get some money. I have the keys.”
Great. So, now I’m an accomplice, a driver in a getaway car. Perfect.
After too many minutes – was it five? ten? fifteen? – we see Nolfi come running in the night, laughing and frantic. He jumps into the car.
“Hurry. Let’s get the fuck out of here.”
“Are you kidding?”
“No, the cops came, but I told them I had the keys and needed to get this jacket. Come on, let’s go.”
How did we find the highway? Did we have a map? Did it matter? Our adventure was now both funny and dangerous. Onward to Wrigley Field! None of us had ever been to Chicago, except for a layover at O’Hare, which could have been anywhere.
The humor began to wear off in Indiana as not-yet burgeoning cornfields and silos sailed past us in the May night. It was no longer a novelty, and we were not in manic phase of inebriation anymore. But let’s be honest. We had a few six packs accompanying us, despite the danger, the foolishness, the recklessness, and collective self-will run riot. We had an inanimate companion on the journey, The Sporting News’s latest edition of The Complete Baseball Record Book. It helped to keep us awake. It was a fantastic conversation aide. Maybe it saved our lives by keeping us alert enough to drive.
Catching the first hints of dawn somewhere in Indiana, as I was pretzeled in the back seat of the two-door, my sane self shouted: what the fuck have we done and why? We’re going to a game in Wrigley Field? The one in Chicago? Today? This afternoon? Are you shitting me?
Gary, Indiana, looked smokey and menacingly industrial, wrought of iron and hard work. Odd that such a machinery-ish and metallic place would have the name “Gary,” but it did and it does. (It reminded me of my life-long friend Gary Velez, a baseball fan who was with us in spirit., but back in stamford corporeally.) As we entered its environs, the Windy City lived up to its name, rocking the car with gusts as we came down the Loop.
So this is Chicago.
Here we are.
Is the wind blowing out or in?
I think it’s in.
No, maybe out.
What the fuck do you know?
The intellectual conversation of hung over, actually still drunk, white boys in their twenties.
We took to singing Sinatra over and over. “CHIC cah go, my kind of town.”
We found a motel, in downtown, not far from the elevated train. It offered a scenic panorama from the window on the ground-floor room. A beautful view of . . . a Dumpster. It was in the morning. We took a nap. How did we sleep? Three to a bed? Two beds and a cot? You might wonder how we checked in before noon without paying for two nights. Let’s merely note that we discovered later our half-star motel seemed to feature hourly rates for select clientele.
The train to Wrigley was abuzz with fans parading to the afternoon game. (This was ten years before the Cubs surrendered to Modern Life and put in lights.) We walked around the hallowed grounds of Wrigley, busy and loud with fans. I had not yet developed my habit of buttonholing fans wearing Giants gear in strange cities. If I did, I don’t remember any incidents from this voyage. We were hungry. We entered Ray’s Bleacher Bums restaurant. I would have to classify this as my first sports bar. There were no franchise sports bars in every American city in 1978. The place was like spring break in Daytona Beach (I guess). A loud, raucous carnival atmosphere rocked the joint. We may have eaten a hamburger. More likely, we just resumed our drinking. It was easy to meet other partying drunks. Babes, lots of babes. (Isn’t everyone a babe when you are drunk?) We had a camera. We took pictures of the three of us in alternating poses with party-animal ladies. Tourists outside the gates of baseball’s Mecca, partaking of the fleshpots. Nothing “happened” at Ray’s. No indictment-worthy infidelities, beyond those of the will. But the capturing of photographic evidence of our antics was not smart. Less smart was my propensity to share these images with my wife, in my allegedly more sober moments, weeks later, not having fished out the accusing photos. Worse yet was sharing these with family and friends weeks later.
“Look at these pictures from our trip to Wrigley Field!”
And then for me to wonder at the awkward response of those viewing this booklet of developed carnage.
I was married nearly a year at the time. This is not the sort of bedrock on which to build marriage number one.
The grounds around the stadium and within looked worn and littered and dingy. These were harder times for baseball. Then again, maybe it was merely the fact that we were dingy and littered with the detritus of a night’s drive from Dayton.
We sat in the bleachers, either by choice or necessity.
The bleachers did not disappoint as a venue of unique perspectives and atmosphere. One regular bleacher bum roamed his kingdom, standing on the wall, juggling, and chanting like a shaman. He repeatedly yelled out the name of the Cubs’ (and later the Giants’) second baseman, Manny Trillo: “Tree oooh. Hoooooh. Treeee ooooh. Hooooooooh. Tree ooooh. Hooooooooh. Tree oooooh. Hoooooooh.” This was a few years after outfielder Rick Monday, then with the Cubs, famously rescued an American flag from being burned by protesters on the field during a game at Dodger Stadium. Monday was now with the visiting Dodgers. (Monday reportedly still owns the flag he rescued.) Our juggling high priest of the bleachers added to the canon of his litany “Hey Monday hey Monday hey Monday hey Monday hey Monday hey Monday” in staccato fashion.
But all was not holy, by a long stretch, in the bleachers of the Friendly Confines on that afternoon. It was wickedly cold in early May. There was sleet or snow mixed in with cold rain. It was teeth-chatteringly cold, with or without Jersey’s Hess jacket. Not having planned this trip in the least, brother and I were lucky to be wearing sweaters, never mind winter coats and gloves. Some of our fellow bleacher denizens sported t-shirts or no shirts. That’s what you did. Although we were on a drunken binge, I have a distinct memory of succumbing to reason and buying a cup of coffee, just to keep the hands warm. (I wasn’t a coffee drinker then; strictly tea when not imbibing alcohol.)
Tell me again: why were we doing this?”
The Phillies stink but we seem to be slightly better than they are, at least at AT&T. I’m not sure how Lincecum managed to secure a W yesterday but he got it done. “The ultimate five and dive” according to Schulman.
But you know the old saying, “ya gotta beat the bad teams to….prove you aren’t a bad team, too?” Something like that.
The Giants are off to Chi town, a place I’ve never been….
What a weird game. The 5th inning ended. We were down 5-1 to the pathetic Phillies. Flappers around the world were signing off in favor of something, anything to do, other than watch the train wreck that the SF Giants have become in 2014.
Then they score 4.
Then they score 1 more.
And Romo of all people comes in to shut the door on the season closing on us.
Question: Last night’s loss was as galling as it was frustrating. But was it worse for you because of the galling and frustrating last 2+ months? For me, I think it was. I am tired of Bruce Bochy saying the same thing over and over, just using different words, in his post game conferences. I am tired of the Giants losing at home. I am tired of the offense doing next to nothing every night. I am tired of stupid base running mistakes from Gregor Blanco. And I am tired of Tim Flannery never getting any criticism for making bad decisions.
So yes, last night sucked. Maybe a little bit more than a random August loss normally does….
Fun one tonight. For some reason, the Phillies are throwing 5 left handed bats at Bumgarner. Cole Hamels usually forces us into swallowing giant loads of cum and Bumgarner has inexplicably smoked copious amounts of pole at home this year.
So, this does not seem like a good relationship for us.
But hey, it’s baseball, who knows?
Finding the whining about yesterday’s review reversal to be amusing. You could argue that the rule should be changed (though I would disagree with that) but you can’t argue the call. You are not allowed to block the plate unless you have the ball. Period. I didn’t read any of Flowers’ comments after the game, but I hope he ate this one. If he didn’t, then he doesn’t know the rules of his trade and that’s inexcusable.
White Sox fans can moan and cry next to their puppet Hawk but it just shows a stunning lack of perspective (similar to the female Baltimore Raven fans who wore Ray Rice jersey’s to their last pre-season game).
I don’t think they should change the rule because it’s in place for one reason: safety. Do not block the plate unless you have the ball.
How hard is that to figger out?
Not gonna see the game but wanted to give you guys a game time thread. If you can bring yourself to watch this stuff.
After a day off to travel home and clear their collective mind, the Giants get a break today as they get to face Chris Sale. Uhhhhhhhhh…..this isn’t going to go well.
Supposedly the Giants were in on Jose Abreu but I doubt they went anywhere near what it took to get him.
Conor Gillaspe will likely be starting at 3rd base for the White Sox. We traded Gillaspe for someone named Jeff Soptic and that trade can safely be graded as an F- with Gillaspe turning into a serviceable corner infielder for Chicago.
But hey, math still says we are right in the thick of this so let’s go with the math tonight and hope for the best. At least we don’t have to deal with the DH position…..
Everyone remembers The Bowker Gang. There was, of course, John Bowker himself. Brian Bocock. Dan Ortmeier. Manny Burriss. Todd Linden. There were others. They were bad asses who couldn’t hit an mlb breaking ball. The Bowker Gang. They’d ruin you in a dark ally.
This year we have….The Panik Attack. Joe Panik is their shaky leader. Adam Duvall. Andrew Susac. Matt Duffy. Throw in Yo Yo Perez for an even five. These guys came on suddenly, without warning, much like a real panic attack. Even though it’s not their fault, they shouldn’t even be here, they’e part of a team that is causing Giants fans a deepening sense of impending doom. And though these feelings aren’t real, that’s what it’s like to be a Giants fan these days…..
I completely feel Zumiee’s excellent POTD. Last spring, in order to properly celebrate Brandon Belt’s strong start, I threatened to rip a ferocious beat all over the inside of James’ house, with Snarkk promising to be right behind me. James and his wife hastily rummaged for the copious amounts of plastic wrap that would have been needed to cover their valuables.
It was a great time to be a Giants fan. Seems like a million years ago. Time to put away the plastic wrap till next Spring.
Last night in the 4th inning I almost posted something about this feeling like another shutout coming but I thought that was a little too obvious at that point. I did make a point to mock the 2nd half of our line up before the game. The final 4 triple A guys we had hitting went 2-11. That’s better than I thought they’d do. That was better than the supposed major league guys in front of them who went 2-15.
James Shields threw his first complete game since 2012 and you had the feeling all along that he wasn’t the only one who could have gone the distance last night. If I am a pitcher I throw nothing but sliders to Pence and Morse and I bet I strike them out 80% of the time…..
After the game there was lots of positive talk about still being in the race and just needing to play better. That was just words for the beat guys to print. I’d love to hear what Huddy thinks about the line ups he’s had hitting for him in his last couple of starts. If you go back and look at those starting line ups they’re littered with guys who shouldn’t be playing at this level or who aren’t ready to play at this level.
I get it. There’s no help coming from the farm system. Pagan is back but Belt is a total wild card right now. Sabean HAS to go find another outfielder and stick Morse and his ground ball hitting ways at first base–or the bench where he belongs. And this isn’t a push for Rios necessarily. I’m talking about any outfielder who can be considered a major league player—I’d even take Ben Revere if his health checks out. And if he doesn’t go get an outfielder he has to go get a second baseman. He should go get both. Deals can and will get done before September 1st.
But he can’t wait that long. We have four minor leaguers in today’s line up (Panic, Duvall, Duffy and Susac). —and they are ALL hitting next to each other, lol. Go try to find a team even remotely in contention with four, unproven minor league hitters in today’s line up, hitting next to each other or otherwise. You just can’t win consistently at this level at this time of year with that kind of nonsense in your daily line up……
fun facts from yesterday: Bad Penny, whoops I mean “Brad Penny”, started for the Marlins yesterday and won. And Heath Hembree was the rock from the Boston bullpen in last night’s 19 inning win going 4 innings and giving up no runs.
I know it’s probably not a popular topic here, but is there anything lamer than a bunch of idiots screaming “Get in the hole!!!!” a nano-second after a pro golfer hits his tee shot on a par 3? Is there anything more played out than this tired tradition? Have any of them ever been right, even once? Just STFU and stop drawing attention to yourself. No one cares about your call. We are watching the golf tournament……
Usually I would hope we run Shields pitch count up so we can get him out of the game and into the bullpen. But goddamn, does KC have a flame throwing bullpen or what? It seems like every guy they bring out throws 98-99…..
That’s all I got today…..
If Alex Rios could play center field I’d pick him up from the Rangers in a nano-second. I think I’d probably go ahead and do it anyway since Belt is going through another round with his brain. As I suspected, he will struggle with symptoms for the rest of this season. He claims it wasn’t headaches but even if that were true it wouldn’t surprise me if he was dealing with dizziness or something else related to his brain injury.
For that reason, I say you go ahead and roll the dice with Rios. Morse can play first base. And on days when Belt can play, Morse goes to the bench. Look, the Morse story was a nice one for 2 months but the reality is that he has driven in 14 runs since the end of May. That is unacceptable for a run producer. Now, Rios hasn’t been much better but he’s also a run creator, something Morse isn’t. The naysayers talk about Rios’ declining power and that’s true. But they conveniently forget to include that he’s currently leading the AL in triples. This is a guy only 2 years removed from 20/20 and his speed is still in tact. And his .293 batting average suggests this is not a guy who is done.
Rios towers above Morse in every category except Morse’s ability to occasionally run into a baseball that goes out of the park. And he’s simply not done that enough times over the last 2+ months to justify playing him EVERY DAY.
You pick Rios up for next to nothing as insurance and if, in fact, he shows he can still hit reasonably close to his career numbers (career numbers that, by the way, dwarf what Morse has done in his career) then you go ahead and pick up his option next year. If he doesn’t do what’s expected in the last 2 months of the season you buy him out for a paltry 1 mil.
With Pagan’s back, Belt’s brain and Morse’s ongoing mediocrity, this is an insurance play you take out without even blinking…..
I’m driving a very long way today so I’ll make this quick…
Peavy v Peralta
Gotta just wash last night off and move on….
It always feels like Gallardo dominates us so I went and looked it up and he’s not as much of a Giant Killer as I thought. 6-3 career record. 2.81 ERA. .223 batting average against. We can make something out of that especially if you think Gallardo isn’t as good as he once was. He’s been pretty good recently, though. I’m more worried about his bat than his arm.
I’m curious too see how Voggy does. Just like a pitcher coming off a no hitter, I don’t ever play old pitchers who are coming off their first career complete game.
But who knows? Maybe he fires another gem……
Three of 4 in New York? Plus an actual DJ Loo sighting? MacDog = the New BuzzSaw? Wither RealBuzzSaw? Is that even possible?
I’m blown away right now. I’m going to put this forward right now and stand by it till the end of the season no matter the outcome: a DJ Loo union with another Flapper is equal to a rally thong or something better. And I don’t know what that means, but it might be found gold. Baby.
The Dodgers are getting killed again as I write this……
We are in such an awesome spot to bounce forward. It’s almost like the next 2 series are a joke. Milwaukee and their bowling pin bullshit we never win in their house of horrors. KC is literally DH Hell for our hitterless team. I dunno, normally I’d be negative and pissing on myself with the sun setting and shit but DJ Loo was a found and seen man tonight.
Anything is possible……
Nice win today, great pitching and good hitting. Gotta see more of that to avoid the sun setting or the Bad Penny or whatever I keep babbling about here…..
Just took a sneak peak at tomorrow’s starters to see if there are any daily fantasy angles. I keep marveling at the SP’s ERA’s this year. Anyone else noticing this? Tomorrow there are seven games and seven of the 14 SP’s have ERA’s in the 2’s. And the monsters aren’t even going tomorrow. It’s really shocking to me how many good starting pitchers there are out there these days.
Personally, I attribute it to less steroids taken by the hitters since the steroid era ended. And we all know the pitchers took them too but you take that advantage away from both of them and pitching beats hitting all day long.
How many players do you think are still taking steroids? If you strike off Canseco’s idiotic number of 80% and guess that maybe 40% of them were taking them during the steroid era, what % do you put it at today? 20%? 10%? 5%?
Seems like a fun poll question. I’m sure I’ll fuck up the answers as I usually do but here goes:
I get that Peavy’s “intense” and whatnot, but he might be better served to dial it down a notch or two. It’s pretty hard to play loose when you’ve got a guy on the mound who’s ready to start gnashing nails the moment something goes even slightly wrong. Peavy makes Voggy look like an impish schoolgirl. He’s now 1-11 on the year and he might consider that all that bad luck is at least partially his doing. Not every pitch he throws has to feel like the World Series is on the line…..
Now, to the Michael Morse Problem: He’s obviously sucked for a while now. It would be nice to give him a day off. Possibly a permanent one. But Bochy’s hands are tied because Sabean sat on his until the trade deadline came and went. So we get to enjoy all the Michael Morse we can stomach or, at best, whatever replacement-level player Bochy decides to pivot to….
MadBum needs a huge huge effort today. This is the Mets. It shouldn’t take much with all their left handed hitters and a gimpy shouldered David Wright……..
Though the Mets aren’t very good, they definitely present a few constant land mines for a team like the Giants (see: Luke Duda) so scoring a W last night was an important first step towards winning this road trip. This is a HUGE start for Master Peavy who is 1-10 this season and needs to stop giving up home runs (again, see: Luke Duda).
This is going to either be another baby step forward game or a “sun has set on our season” game. If Peavy can keep the ball in the yard we might win a close one. deGrom has been a surprise tough cookie this year but I don’t trust guys who’s last name start lower case. You’ve all gotta be with me on that, right? lqtm
“There were a lot of bad deals to be made and we certainly didn’t want to be a part of it”— Brian Sabean.
What does this mean? Was Sabean out there looking to give up literally NOTHING for reinforcements? Because that’s not how trades work, Brian. We know for a fact that he was in on talks for Bonifaco and Denorfia. I’d like to think he had a conversation with Texas about Rios. Or with Tampa about Zobrist. But those 2 guys didn’t get moved so let’s look at the first two players and see what this ultra-step price was that Sabean was afraid to pay for fear of participating in a “bad deal.”
(And I’ll preface this by saying, what you think of Bonifaco or Denorfia is not important. You can argue whether either is an upgrade on Panik or Blanco, I say it is but that’s not the point. Sabean has been quoted as saying he didn’t want to participate in a “bad deal.” So let’s see what those guys cost……)
Bonifacio went to the Braves (along with lefty reliever James Russell) for a class A catching prospect that was a 2nd round pick in the amateur draft in 2013. In 356 at bats this year in the SALLY league, he’s hitting .279 with 5 home runs. Granted he’s only 21, but if you can’t hit better than that in a straight-ass fastball league, you are not a blue chip prospect–you are a fringe prospect, and Sabean has boatloads of those guys. And I will refer you to the SF Giants minor league link to the right to see all the catchers we have at different levels who are hitting as well as this chump.
Now to Denorfia— The Padres wanted Escobar for him and Sabean said no and pivoted to Boston and that’s how we got Peavy. But what did Seattle give up for Denorfia? They gave SD Abraham Almonte who is a 25 year old outfield who sucks and a 25 year old pitcher who is just spinning his wheels in the minor leagues at a variety of different stops for the M’s. So essentially, Seattle gave up 2 guys who they don’t want who aren’t in their plans who no one considers prospects for Chris Denorfia— a guy who Sabean DID target, this is fact. We have OODLES of guys like these guys in our shitty farm system……..
So what gives here? Does Sabean not understand the concept of countering? Fine, you don’t want to give up Escobar but there are PLENTY of players littering their minor league system at all levels who match up with Almonte and Kohlscheen.
So where were these “bad deals”, Brian? Where were the deals that you felt like you were gonna get totally fleeced and that’s why you did nothing today?
Answer: Sabean has lost a step. Whether he can’t pull the trigger because he’s gun shy or maybe he just doesn’t have a realistic idea of what his farm players are worth. I don’t know. But saying “there were a lot of bad deals out there” should only have been in the context of what they might have acquired that wouldn’t have ended up panning out. There was nothing they could have given up, relative to what the Braves and the M’s gave up (or what the Yankees gave up for Prado) that would have ever in a million years been considered by the fan base to be a “bad deal.”
What could Adam Duvall have fetched? The Giants don’t even consider him a prospect but he could have easily gotten any of the guys listed above.
Sabean’s hands are warm tonight and our season is OVER………
Super weirdo roadie coming up against the Mets, the Brewers and then the Royals. They better not sleep on the Mets who outscored them 100-85 in July (so far), We never play well in Milwaukee. Or maybe that was Zito never pitched well there. I can’t remember. And then we have to go play a decent KC team where we are forced to use the DH. With our 10 cent bench that should be a cute match up, right?
But the glorious key to all of this is that all 10 of these games will be played AWAY from AT&T. I’m tired of hearing about how impossible it is to score runs at AT&T. The opposition scored 30 runs over this last hommie stand. And our pitching wasn’t terrible. You can score runs in San Francisco if 37.5% of your starting position players play in Fresno and not San Francisco.
A’s just traded Cespedes for Lester and Gomes. Wow! Action packed day for at least one team in the Bay Area….
Lots of stuff going on right now—Uggly and Colvin released. Possible other moves pending. Sounds like we are not in on Bonifacio…
Uggly finished his career with the G-Men with 0 hits in 11 at bats and 3 errors. I’m not sure if you could find a worse 4 game career in the history of baseball. His OPS+ was -73. That might be a record. Sabean had lightning in his brain when he decided this pick up was a good idea…..
San Dawg laid down the gauntlet and challenged me to rise up and lead Flapper Nation out of the valley of darkness. I’ve tried all morning to come up with something that i could truly believe in writing and, sadly, I’ve got nothing. This reminds me of the time we were at the game last April and we were trying to get up to the Club level. I was wandering around looking for the elevator or escalator, Diggity was trailing behind. Suddenly, he realized I was lost and he just goes, “How can this happen? You’re Big Flavor…”
Absolutely one of the funniest moments of that game…..
And when San Dawg reads this thread, I imagine he’ll say the same thing as he did that day. Sorry, my man, I’m lost in the darkness like everyone else.
Because the bottom line is this: this isn’t a bad stretch and they aren’t losing because the team is pressing or gripping or whatever Krukow said this morning on KNBR. They are losing because they have too many bad players playing for them. There’s a reason Dan Uggla was let go by the Braves. And it wasn’t to clear a pathway for the vaunted Tommy Freaking LaStella. It was because he was done. Kaput. Cannot play mlb anymore. Can play beer league softball with Byrnes if he so chooses….
Look at the bottom of today’s line up: Panic, Blanco, Susac, Lincecum. You simply cannot score runs consistently when 44% of your line up, IN A ROW, sucks like that. AQnd it doesn’t matter if Uggla or Arias or Arianza or whoever gets subbed in there.
So that’s all I got today. Another loss is looming. And the sun has set on our season…..
Well, when you’ve lost 5 in a row and you can’t score runs, I guess the natural move is to call up Travis Ishikawa to the rescue. Too bad, I was enjoying watching Duvall try to run into one every now and again.
Cain to see Dr Andrews…..
As my old man said a while ago, the sun is setting on this season……
The alarming part is that this was not a surprise, or should not have been a surprise, to anyone. Just like Uggla sucking worse than a replacement player should not be a surprise to anyone. Peavy pitched better than his results, I lay a lot of that on Buster. He has to do a better job of blocking balls and his half assed effort in looking Dee Gordon’s way led to a run being scored. You don’t look a guy back without the ball, dawg….
So that’s out of the way.
Just have for a quickie thread change. I’m going on record predicting a very good start from Peavy tonight. Now, in order to get a win we have to score at least one run and I have no faith or confidence in that. But it’s happened before, it’ll probably happen again.
There’s games where you lose and there’s games where you get your asses kicked. And then there’s games where you just chalk it up to smoking massive amounts of someone else’s pole.
And I feel like all three of those things happened last night.
If Two Trip’s master plan was to re-arrange his rotation so that his best pitchers could embarrass us in our own house then his plan is off to a masterful start.
So how important is this 3 games series? To us? To them? They re-arranged their rotation for this series and frankly, I think that was a great move. I’m glad we have Timmy going tonight, he’s been so good at home. But Voggy and Petit following him? Not much we could have done about Petit but I really wish Bum or Huddy were going this weekend….
So how many games do you think we HAVE to win, considering the opponent, the current NL West standings and the fact that this is at home? I’m assuming we all agree zero would be a disaster and no one in their right mind should think we have to sweep the Dodgers this weekend…..
Never have I been less confident about a Giants team with the best record in the league. Our best paid pitcher is likely gone for the year. Our center fielder is barely able to hit off a tee these days. Our 2nd baseman is going to break off into 47 pieces at any moment. And our most promising young hitter is getting worse from the concussion he suffered, not better. It’s shaping up like a lost year for Belt.
We continue to beat up on bad teams. If you’re Sabean, what do you do? Seriously, what do you do? Personally, I would start with trying to acquire Zobrist or Bonifacio–a guy you could plug into multiple different spots. Because that’s what this team is going to need for the rest of the year. And the plugs we have now aren’t plugging up anything.
I suppose you could take a shot at a starting pitcher but they are always in such high demand, I can’t see Sabean having the bullets to fire at a target like that.
Or do you just ride it out with the crew you have?
In terms of finding trade partners, it just feels like, to me, that Sabean would be bringing piss to a shit fight…..
That was a satisfying win. The one thing you can always count on with this team is that they don’t give up. And as a fan, while that should be the minimum that you get from the players you root for, it’s not something that all fans for all teams get game in and game out. So I appreciate their effort.
Having said that, we shouldn’t delude ourselves as we did before into believing that the best record in the NL meant we were the best team in the NL. And by 1 percentage point, we nearly have the best record in the NL….again. This is a team with gaping holes. It was nice that Jeff Manned the Ship that went down in Philly last night. But we can’t count on loser fringe pitchers to cough it up every game.
With the trade deadline quickly approaching, Sabean doesn’t have his “bad penny” excuse to fall back on this year. As usual, pitching will be the hardest asset to acquire. That has to have Sabes doing a slow burn because pitching is his favorite thing to stock pile. He doesn’t have the balls or the booty to go after David Price. I would think a more realistic target would be Bartolo “Two Slices” Colon. He’s pitching tonight, and I expect Pat the Bat to be in Seattle taking a look at The Man Who Demands Extra Mozzarella on that Shit…..
Bonus: the strip joints in Seattle suck so Pat might actually have both eyes and his brain on that game tonight…..
The thing I used to loved about this blog is still the thing I love most about this blog. Yesterday, Zumiee makes a random, innocuous comment about hitting up A&W for lunch before the Giants game:
Today I had lunch at one of the original old A&W places, from back when car-hops brought things out to the car. I had root beer in a cold glass mug. Good times.
Now I’m ready for some BASEBALL!
And then, despite a game going on (and a good one at that) the rest of the Flap community bobs and weaves through the baseball related thread with personal stories about burgers and best places to eat, and such. Finally, as the blog was shutting itself down, San Dawg tied it all together with an epic POTD. That one had it all, didn’t it? Sports played, lessons learned, childhood memories, humor and even a “bad ass” reference. It probably had other things, too. And then freaking Loo goes over the top of Diggity’s epic post with some cherry finality that had me laughing out loud this morning…..
So thanks to all of you guys who make this blog the BEST San Francisco Giants blog anywhere on the internet…..
The Giants beat down big, bad Cliff Lee and tonight we get to face the dude of a thousand names. I always thought it was awesome that when Roberto Hernandez decided to fake his birth certificate to de-age himself he went with “Fausto Carmona”. You gotta have some flair and a little bit of ballsy stupidity to enter the US with a made up name like that. He probably figured that if the baseball gig didn’t work out he could get a job working as a magician at the circus. “The Great Fausto!”. Yes, I know I’ve said that before. I continue to amuse myself. Carry on.
Yesterday was disappointing but not surprising. The Giants have several back up players who shouldn’t be on the 40 man roster. You bat Sanchez/Arias/Blanco back to back to back and 0 for 10 sounds about right.
And if you thought it would get easier than Brad Hand (or whatever name is) you would be mistaken as there are few in the world easier than Brad Hand. That name almost sounds made up.
Cliff Lee comes off the DL tonight. Joy.
Though for some reason, I’m strangely optimistic. Pence and Morse have historically hit him well, pummeling him for 15 hits in 24 at bats. And that’s when he was still good. Lee is 36 and coming back from another elbow injury so I think we take the “glass half full” approach tonight.
But there is no magic wand to fix the bottom of our order. There’s no guy behind the guy. With Belt out and Scoots on a *1 day on 5 day off* work program we are going to see all the “Blanc-ias-anza-paniky-chez” we can handle…..
And Pablo can’t hit left handers anymore so maybe I’m tasting less liquid in that glass after all…..
Is it too late to pick up Cody Ross for this series? :)
It’s nice to see the Giants taking concussions so seriously, he said with heavy sarcasm. Brandon Belt got beaned in the face on a throw during batting practice and still ended up starting the game. And remember, the beat guys were mentioning BEFORE the game that they thought Belt’s back was acting up because of how he was moving around prior to the game–turns out, it wasn’t his back but rather his head, which probably felt like it was about to explode. And that’s the main issue I have with letting him play: if the writers noticed something was wrong, the freaking training staff should have known better and sat him down.
After scoring he was removed from the game with all of the usual concussion symptoms including nausea and dizziness. He should never have been allowed to play yesterday.
And in case anyone needed a reminder during the game, here’s how close the bad throw from Salty came from possibly doing some serious damage to Belt’s head:
It’s 2014, not 1954, there is concussion protocol. It doesn’t matter what the player says. And it is disturbing that the Giants played Belt yesterday when he should have been at a hospital having actual medical professionals checking on him. He dodged a literal bullet last night. He’ll likely go on the 7-day concussion DL.
Hey, we scored 17 runs in our last 2 games. A bounty, to be sure. If we lose 2-1 the next three games that averages out to be 4 runs a game. That’s enough to win all 5 right? Well, not all runs are created equal.
But last night was a great sign, they knocked around a pitcher with very good stuff. I’m actually not sure why more bats don’t miss his pitches. Eovaldi seems like a guy that has all the pitches necessary to dominate and then he just doesn’t. Actually, tonight’s pitcher is a lot like that, too. Henerson Alvarez has sick stuff but his strike out rate is rather pedestrian.
Some of their failures is related to the battles they have with the catcher. Did any of you catch Eovaldi shake off Salty on the pitch he threw Crawford that ended up in the stands? I wonder what their conversation was like later.
Gotta keep it rolling tonight…..
I feel like I’m awakening from a bad dream. So excited for baseball again. I built 20 different fantasy line ups at 4am. I’ve cleared my schedule so that I actually get to watch the entire game this afternoon (those 4pm games are not easy to make).
Buster has had a long, long rest. God knows he needs his rest. Maybe he starts the “2nd half” raking. His OPS is at an alarmingly low .753. I’d like more from my 167 Million Dollar Man.
I wish we weren’t playing Miami. They are one of those teams that always seems to give us fits while the rest of the league wipes the plate with them.
But whatever, I’ll stop now. I’m starting to get negative and this is a day for positivity. Positively.
Do you think it’s possible that the Giants go 40-27 the rest of the way? Because that would get them to 92 wins and if not the NL West crown, certainly a playoff spot. They have the worst record in major league baseball since June 9th. THE WORST. If that’s a little too sobering for you, on June 8th they had the best record in baseball. THE BEST.
So who do you think this team is? The worst? The best? Something in between?
So much of their fate depends on whether Angel Pagan comes back healthy. And of course, if they manage to acquire the vaunted Ben Zobrist. :)
Personally, I don’t think there’s any way in hell they go 40-27 the rest of the way with the currently assembled team. Blanco has to stop playing regularly. And the offense has to start supporting the pitchers who are absolutely pitching well this season.
I’m most concerned about the closing position. If the team does start to hit well enough to win regularly again they aren’t going to be blowing people out. They’re going to be playing nail biters and that means lots of closing opportunities for Casilla. And the last thing a struggling team needs is a closer blowing a bunch of games for them.
The psyche of the team just couldn’t handle that.
I think they go 30-37 the rest of the way. Yes, call me a “doomer” I can handle it. I’ve doomed it up before, I’ll doom it up again. Put your predictions in the comment section below and/or click on a poll answer.
Bob Welch died in June and Tony Gwynn died a few days later. The All Star game was a perfect spot to honor the memory of both men and the contributions they made to the game. And yet there wasn’t a single reference to either of them. This made no sense to me. Is Selig only down with honoring the baseball legends who are still alive? The only thing I can think of is that mlb didn’t want to take anything away from the focus of saying “goodbye” to Jeter. And if that’s true, that is simply shameful. What other reason for ignoring their deaths could there be?