I’ll be honest with you, I don’t think it’s Tim Hudson’s kind of town either.
I suppose I shouldn’t blame an entire city for the GIANTS heartbreaking loss to the White Sox in this 2 game series in Chicago. But I do. Oh, I’m sure Chicago has many wonderful attributes. Right now I’m just not that interested. Sore loser? Hell yes.
Game 1 Tuesday Night, Final Score: GIANTS 2, White Sox 7
Game 2 Wednesday Morning, Final Score: GIANTS 6, White Sox 7
I could take the time to recap the GIANTS/White Sox series, but my heart isn’t in it. Suffice it to say, the GIANTS lost miserably last night and today’s game, while they made a serious attempt at a rally, still ended in a loss. One of the problems, and it seems to be a recurring one, is that the GIANTS are having trouble closing the deal. No coffee for them–coffee’s for closers. In today’s game, during the 3rd inning, they loaded the bases with 2 outs. Ok, I understand, it’s tough to make something happen with only 1 shot at making it happen. But in the 7th–there they were with bases loaded and NO outs. Sure, Posey hit a SAC fly to score Perez, then Sandoval came up with a base hit to load the bases again with 1 out–Posey’s SAC fly–but they left them stranded. Again.
There. I’ve vented. I still believe in the GIANTS. Really. I know they can turn this thing around. They are still in 1st place and if keeping them there requires I offer up my 1st born to the gods of baseball I will. With whipped cream and a cherry on top. But I don’t think I’ll have to. I have faith. Josh Reddick may use Careless Whisper as hit walk-up song, but the song that plays in my head whenever a GIANT heads to the batter’s box nowadays is a different song, same artist. Cuz I gotta have faith. faith. faith.