Friday, September 4, 2009

This is my nightmare!

My favorite Jason Siegel quote from "I Love You Man" pretty much sums up the Phillies series. (More on this at the end of the post)

It's like, really? Are we really doing this crap again?

We all know the stats. We gave up 3 runs in 3 games, and we lost two of them. Unreal. Totally unreal. The road is not a good place for the Gyros.

It's a serious problem when we can't score three runs a game. Seriously, if we average three runs a game in that series, we sweep. Aggghhhghgh!

A nice wall post I received on Facebook yesterday from Kevin C.:

"Phils win 2 out of 3 by scoring 3 runs total. New idea for Kuiper/Krukow... Yell "goaaaalllll!!!!"-- like they do in soccer-- whenever the Giants score a run."

God... it's soooo true.

It's even more upsetting when we're getting shut out by an over-the-hill Pedro Martinez. I know that he's one of MLB's all-time greats, but the man is old balls and he was picked up off the dung heap because no one else wanted him. Either he's got a lot in the tank, or we're pathetic. Maybe a little of both.

Also, with each wasted Lincecum start, Timmy is in danger of falling significantly behind in the Cy Young Wins race. His numbers are sick, but the wins need to be there. He can't win one with 14 or 15 wins.

Let's just put this Philly series behind us. Gotta move forward, gotta keep the faith that the bats will awaken. We're getting Freddy Sanchez back soon, which is much needed. More importantly though, we've gotta get Pandoval back. He's been hitting like an injured man. I have to believe that if it were earlier in the season, he'd have already been on the DL. This whole "playing through pain" thing may be worsening his injury. It's a fine line.

But what choice do we have? None. He has to play until he can't walk. We have no choice. At the same time though, we may not have a Kung Fu at better than 75-80% for the rest of the season.

In his past 4 games, he's gone 1-12 with zero RBI. That's the difference when the margins are so thin.

New batting helmets are awesomely bad

-- The new and "improved" batting helmets are absurd, ridiculous, and hilarious. During the game, I got a text from my buddy Raph about it:

"Dude. Shane Victorino looks like a bobblehead with that new helmet."

So true.

The helmets are designed withstand impacts up to 100 mph, while the current helmets are technically rated to take a pitch of only 70 mph. While no one on this side of Timmy Wakefield is throwing 70, the new helmets are simply laughable.

They're oversized, jagged, distracting, and seriously look like some kind of headgear more suited to a "specially-abled" hemophiliac that rides the short bus on his way to some sort of social interaction therapy.

Jeff Francoeur, a cool dude, said of them, "No, I am absolutely not wearing that. I could care less what they say, I'm not wearing it. There's got to be a way to have a more protective helmet without all that padding. It's brutal. We're going to look like a bunch of clowns out there." (

Krook & Kuip are with Frenchie and the Flyin' Hawaiian on this one. After Victoreenz went 0-2 in that monstrosity, he switched back to his old helmet, which prompted some good ol' Krook & Kuip banter, in which they both not-so-subtly made fun of the new helmets and would have refused to wear them.

Kuip remarked, "I might wear it while I was hitting, but then I'd switch back to the other one if I got on base."

Krook jabbed at the helmets, saying the players would fight it and they might wear it in 15 years at best.

Regardless of the safety thing, baseball players don't want to look silly. They want to look cool, they want to feel cool. They are actually very vain creatures. Hence the jewlery hanging out of the jerseys, unnecessary wrist bands, eye black at night, etc.

They will fight these stupid-looking helmets until they get drilled in the head like David Wright, who has no problem with being safe after getting nailed by a Matt Cain fastball a few weeks back.


David Wright has reverted to his old batting helmet, saying, "It's just not comfortable. The last thing I need to be worrying about in the box is trying to shove it on my head." (NY Daily News)

So, there you go Rawlings/MLB. Improve this thing or they won't wear it.

On to Milwaukee, Zito vs. Suppan today. It's go time.

A little Dodgerhater mojo

If you haven't seen I Love You Man, you're missing out. My favorite aspect of the movie's awesomeness is the dedication that Peter and Sydney (Paul Rudd and Siegel) have for the legendary band Rush.

Rush has been one of my favorite bands since I first heard them years ago. I think it's only appropriate to include these inspirational lyrics from my favorite song, "Limelight."

All the world's indeed a stage
And we are merely players
Performers and portrayers
Each another's audience
Outside the gilded cage

Living in the limelight
The universal dream
For those who wish to seem
Those who wish to be
Must put aside the alienation
Get on with the fascination
The real relation
The underlying theme

The Giants are in the limelight. The players and us fans dare to dream, and it's time to lock it up, Jobin.

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