Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas…and #SFGiants fans are getting the best presents under the MLB tree. It’s been a few weeks since you’ve heard from me, but with so many things happening, I decided it was time to put pen to paper. Ok, technically fingers to keypad.
First, the good news. Unless you’ve been living on Mars, or under a rock—which I’ve been known to do from time to time—you already know that the Giants signed a couple of starting pitchers.
Zack Greinke seemed to be at the top of everyone’s wish list but mine. I thought he was a bit too…oh, I don’t know…Hollywood, maybe? to be a Giant. It seemed to me he needed a spot where his star was the shiniest one on the string. The Giants are a team of working-class guys. Sure, they’re multi-million $$$ working-class guys, but the idea of a star, surrounded by a supporting cast isn’t how the Giants work.
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe Greinke would have been happy being one of twenty-five. But it really doesn’t matter, because he signed with Arizona, where he is definitely Number One with a bullet. Good for him.
Two of my favorite free agents—and mind you, I was hoping we could sign one of them—were Johnny Cueto and Jeff Samardzija. I like them. A lot. I couldn’t believe our luck when the Giants signed both. As far as I’m concerned, it’s Christmas come early. Next year is shaping up to be a great year.
Our starting rotation is no longer the lean, mean fighting machine of Madison Bumgarner and a few of his friends—it is a top-heavy rotation that has the fans singing “We Are the Champions” right along with Ashkon and Freddie Mercury. Again. The Las Vegas odds makers are so impressed they have us taking it all with six-to-one odds—the best odds of all the teams in the MLB, along with the Cubs, who are also favored to take it all with six-to-one odds.
It may sound weird to you, but I like it much better when the Giants don’t appear on anyone’s radar screen. I’m a superstitious nut job, I’ll grant you that, but I feel like we do better when we escape everyone’s notice, OR even better yet, when they say we don’t stand a chance.
How many times in 2012, when every postseason game–leading up to the World Series–was an elimination game, did we hear “Giants don’t stand a chance” or “no team has ever come back to win the NLDS or NLCS when they are down _______ (fill-in the blank)”. The talking heads that year had us in the losing column before the Giants even got on the plane to Cincinnati, because the Giants were going to have to win all three games against the Reds in their house. Nobody thought that would happen. Well, nobody but us Giants fans and the 25 guys who listened to Hunter Pence while performing the Dance of the Sunflower Seeds in the dugout.
Yeah, I like it much better when the experts say we don’t stand a chance. It just makes winning that much sweeter. Does that mean I think we’re going to lose? Hell NO! I never think we are going to lose—look at last year. I was almost standing by myself in the “I think we can still win this thing” line when everyone else said the handwriting is on the wall—in bold-face and all caps—saying, “the Giants are done.”
The sad news—and I know some of you don’t share my opinion, but you’re not writing this, so you don’t get a vote—Ryan Vogelsong inked a one year deal with the Pirates. I know he said good bye to us at the end of the season, but I really hoped the Giants would find a way to make him stay. Vogey was a good Giant. The best. BFF Vickie shares my opinion, so her vote counts.
Vogelsong is a “never say die” player. If he thinks he’s still got it, then I’m gonna believe there are plenty of winning pitches left in that arm, and one day he may wield them against the Giants. It will be a sad day.
In the meantime, enjoy your holidays—whatever you celebrate—and think about this: the next time we talk it will be just a few days left until pitchers and catchers report.
Looking forward to 2016. Our Giants will be healthy, strong, formidable. Not to mention it’s an even year…