I’ve got one for you—what do shampoo instructions, a broken record (LP or 45 RPM), Groundhog Day (the movie) and the 2017 San Francisco Giants have in common?
Lather, rinse, repeat. Repeat, repeat, repeat. You wake up every day to the same thing happening over and over again. For the first month of the 2017 season, the Giants have been repeating the last half of the 2016 season.
For those of you who don’t know what an LP or 45 RPM is, Google it.
At least we have a new closer. Only problem is, he is rusting in the ‘pen. We have to trot him out once in awhile, let him stretch his arm.
As for today’s game—I blame Hector Sanchez. He’s still pissed because Buster Posey was our first choice for catcher. He was on the DL too much. I don’t care if he was Big Time Timmy Jim’s personal catcher. He didn’t have to hit a bomb off our new closer. Especially when we were just two outs from a clean getaway. Hector tied the game in the ninth and it went into extra innings. The Padres scored three more runs in the 12th.
And I don’t care if he’s supposed to do everything he can to win for his team. I know I’m not being rational about it. This is baseball. I don’t have to be rational.
On a positive note, Ty Blach was fabulous. He pitched seven scoreless innings. He gave up three hits and two walks. He struck out one batter.
The Giants scored two runs, one in the fifth when Joe Panik reached after being hit by a pitch, advanced to third on Gorkys Hernandez‘s double and scored on Blach’s sac fly to center. And one in the sixth—Hunter Pence drew a walk and scored on Michael Morse‘s double. For those of you who made fun of Morse’s bat lecture—take that.
The final score was: Giants 2, Padres 5
Here’s the deal—I’m with Kruk. Turn the calendar page. I’m ready for May. That’s not rational either. But it’s still baseball.
30 April 2017