Trade deadline quickie

So if Victorino goes to L.A., we’re pretty much guaranteed to NOT get Pence, which leaves us with…what options? Schierholtz requested a trade yesterday, so our huge arm and big-hitter-as-of-late will be heading out I’m sure. BLERGH. DODGERS, WHY DO YOU HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING.

A late night

I can’t sleep, so I’m tracking the Sacramento River Cats game on Twitter. The game just went into the bottom of the 18th inning and has been going for over 5 hours. Position players are pitching now. Apparently there’s a curfew rule that prohibits an inning from starting after 12:50am. I’m not sure what they do after that.

The Giants game went into extras tonight because Santiago Casilla is having some trouble with the closer role. Say what you will about Brian Wilson’s methods in the 9th but dude almost always pulled it off. Usually with the bases loaded, two outs, and a full count.

Brandon Crawford fouled a ball off his knee in the 11th and because there was no one left but two relievers and four starting pitchers, he had to stay in. On the next pitch, he crushed a home run to right center. It’s one of the best, if not THE best, Giants home run this season. I mean, Crawford was PISSED. You could see it in his face as he swung through and made contact with the ball.

Chipper Jones isn’t very happy with Melky Cabrera, who taunted fans a few times tonight/did his usual wrestling crotch slam thing with Blanco. We’re to be on the lookout tomorrow (technically today) for a rib ball for Melky. And I’m sure benches will clear because everyone will be tired and cranky and rawwwwrrrr.

The only other Giants-related thing I can think to tell you is that Buster Posey’s batting average in the last like 5 games is somewhere in the neighborhood of perfect. Perfect or .595. CLOSE ENOUGH.

River Cats update: walk off homer by a Tacoma position player who pitched the top of the inning. Oh, baseball.

Womp womp womp

We’ve had three different families live beneath us in the year that we’ve been in this apartment. The first family was relatively quiet and I don’t remember much about them. They moved out a few months after we arrived. A few months after that, another family moved in. It was a sizable family, I think, and they kept to themselves and didn’t make much noise. One day earlier this year, they were just GONE. The apartment was empty for months, until early June when we returned from our trip to Monterey and there was all sorts of trash on the patio of the downstairs apartment. A few guys were standing outside and we said hi to them. They were glad we weren’t home the night before because LOL WE THREW A PARTY. Ohhhh great. Those guys.

Right now, I’m typing this blog post to the sweet refrain of WOMP WOMP WOMP rattling up through the floor from the guys downstairs. I have no idea what they’re listening to but it’s awful AND loud AND obnoxious. I’m about ten seconds away from getting up, finding some glow sticks, and having a rave all night long.

WOMP WOMP WOMP

Send help

ANGRY TYPING

Trigger warning: rape, rape culture

 

I just read something on Tumblr about Daniel Tosh that I wish I could erase from my consciousness. Like, seriously it made me so angry that I have indigestion. INDIGESTION. CAUSED BY DANIEL EFFING TOSH. This guy is, for a lack of a better word, a total piece of shit. You know, hahaha rape jokes are soooooooooooooooo funny, man. I still haven’t figured out WHY they’re funny, just that a lot of people (A LOT OF PEOPLE) find them SUPER HILARIOUS.

And you know what’s the absolute killer thing about Daniel Tosh’s unending rape joke schtick? Statistically, he knows women who have been raped. And to stand on stage and make money JOKING about it? Are you effing KIDDING ME? What could you possibly be accomplishing with that aside from adding to your piles of money and teaching other people that it is TOTALLY fine to mock and laugh at rape and rape victims? Someone said he was probably satirizing rape. Um. Satire only works if you’re good at using it, douchebag. And if that’s your idea of satire, lord help us all.

Seriously though, Daniel Tosh cannot fade into obscurity quickly enough. And sadly enough, I doubt that’s going to happen because too many people find abusive, mean, and wildly inappropriate and vile humor appealing. It’s a sad, disgusting commentary on our culture.

Baseball feels, part two

More baseball feels tonight, this time because of Freddy Sanchez. Sanchez has suffered another setback (back surgery), but this one has him out for the duration of the season. Not that we didn’t all see something like this happening, what with all the little injuries that have kept him out of routine rehab (following a shoulder injury last season that required surgery in August 2011) in 2012. It’s a sad thing because this probably means the end of Freddy’s time as a Giant and might mean the end of his career, period. It’s a sad thing because Freddy is a good guy, a nice guy, and a damn fine player. He made a lot of stellar contributions to the team in the run to the World Series in 2010.

Also: the Nationals killed us. At first I thought it was heat + sloppy pitching from Lincecum. Then Bumgarner got taken to task on Wednesday. Cain faired a little bit better Thursday but then our spotty bullpen just kind of…imploded. Casilla made one of the worst plays I think I’ve ever seen one of our players make (usually it’s a group effort). I mean. It was just. There are no words for it. And then Crawford made a hurried throw to Belt on the last out of the game and the ball bounced off the heel of Belt’s glove and dude, the Belt attitude showed up for a second.

But on the plus side, the throwback uniforms looked fantastic! So…there’s that. Next up, Pittsburgh! Who, if I remember correctly, stand atop the NL Central. WHAT?! I know. Then it’s the All Star break and then we settle into the second half of the season.

Oh, and while we’re on the ASG, can Sandy Alderson go away now? I’m sorry that Mets fans didn’t vote in the numbers that Giants fans voted. The team “sells out” every home game (and creates sell outs at some road games) and the fans are rabid. It’s not our collective fault that David Wright isn’t going to the ASG.

OH! OH! OH! How could I forget the most important thing that has happened EVER during a Giants game?? RYAN VOGELSONG NEARLY HULK SMASHED BRANDON ARROYO’S GUITAR BRANDON ARROYO. I mean, yes there’s been a Perfecto and yes, Madison got his first complete game one-hitter shut out, but all of that pales in comparison to Vogey getting brushed back at the plate TWICE in one AB and then THROWING his bat down and charging at Arroyo.

I created a dramatization of the moment below:

Don’t be jelly of my mad skillz

Lastly, congratulations to our All Stars: Buster Posey, Melky Cabrera, Pablo Sandoval, and Matt Cain! It’s about time the rest of the country got to see what our boys can do!

ALSO. ANOTHER SEMI-RELATED NOTE. I totally got a Melky card today. It’s a Royals card but I don’t care it’s Melky being Melky and it is GLORIOUS.

P.S. Bryce Harper is fabulous.