I told you I was going to use that title for one of my GIANTS/Dodger game recaps, and so here it is. Winsome & Loathsome–it’s the perfect moniker for the GIANTS/Dodgers Rivalry. Winsome, the GIANTS, means sweetly or innocently charming; winning; engaging. While Loathsome, the Dodgers, means causing feelings of loathing; disgusting; revolting; repulsive. The storied rivalry between the GIANTS–Winsome, and the Dodgers–Loathsome, pre-dates the flood.
I don’t know how it got started. The number of different versions is outnumbered only by Yankees World Series rings. Some say it started as early as the late 19th century, when the GIANTS fans were society’s upper crust and the Dodgers were the blue collar guys from Brooklyn. Others say while it started in New York, it grew when the teams moved to California, turning it into a No Cal/So Cal rivalry. There has been violence–murder and mayhem–committed in the name of the rivalry. But I am making this declaration here and now: Yes, we hate the Dodgers. Yes, the Dodgers cause feelings of loathing. Yes, the Dodgers are disgusting, revolting and ok–even repulsive. But the Dodgers are only a representation of a ball club–not a human being. I have respected and admired many Dodgers players–including Clayton Kershaw–not including Puig. There are many Dodgers fans I count as friends and some relatives–that I love very much. This is a friendly rivalry. I will boo and hiss and call some Dodgers bad names, but I will never, never ever, condone violence against the team or any of their fans.
I said all that so I could rationalize saying this: the sons of *bleeps*, *bleeper bleepers*, *blankety-blank*, rotten *bleeps*–beat the GIANTS again today. Too much? Sorry. If I’m being honest, though, the first 2 runs the Dodgers scored, both in the 2nd inning, were courtesy of our very own San Francisco GIANTS. They made 2 errors in the 2nd inning and it cost them 2 runs. The GIANTS got them back though, 1 in the 3rd, when Yusmeiro Petit came to the plate, fighting off pitch after pitch and taking balls until he drew the walk–excellent work at the plate by the starting pitcher. Panik moved him over with a base hit and Buster got an RBI for bringing him home. Unfortunately, the Dodgers scored 2 more runs in the 6th. The other GIANTS run came in the 7th–cobbled together by 2 rookies and a veteran. Susac hit a single, followed by Arias with a base hit and then Duffy, pinch-hitting in the pitcher’s spot, brought him home with an RBI single. All-in-all when you look at the big picture, the GIANTS had a fairly good outing against Kershaw–crowned by the media as the “best pitcher in all of baseball.” Other than the mishaps in the 2nd inning the GIANTS played a good game. The final score was:
GIANTS 2, LA 4
What can I say? We almost had them. Almost. But you know how Frank Robinson felt about almost and baseball. One week from today we meet up with the Dodgers again–this time in LA. I say we use horseshoes and hand grenades in case we almost get them–that way it will count. Or we could just WIN!