To Live and Die in LA
Look how empty that stadium is…….
It’s hard enough to lose a game 4 to 3 when you straight up get beat. It’s even harder when you beat yourself. Tonight and last night we fucking beat ourselves. Tejada doesn’t turn well on the first leg of a double play…. we lose. Today… Sanchez drops a dribbler…… we lose. When you have 5 errors in your first two games, then you are beating yourself on defense. The fact that no one is getting clutch hits does not help.
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The Omar Vizquel Award goes to :
Tejada for laying down the most perfect bunt I’ve seen in a while.
The Velez Award goes to:
Sanchez, when you take your goddam eyes off the ball you fucking lose the fucking game…… get your shit together John.
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The Chris Knight Award (hero) goes to:
Brandon Belt. nuff said.
The Prof. Jerry Hathaway Award (goat) goes to:
John Sanchez, it’s hard to get both the Velez and the Goat award for the night, but Sanchez truly cost the Giants the game. a botched bouncer, and a leadoff walk to the pitcher is the diference between a win and a loss.
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F. Sanchez with the first bumble of the night.
Space cadet Zito tries to keep his neck still so he doesn’t get sore.
Blooped to death in LA.
Haaaaaaaaaai guys! …….. Haaaaaaaaiii Burrell!
A lead off walk to the pitcher. Hello 2008 John Sanchez.
The perfect bunt.
An errant throw by Pablo = error #5 of the season.
Belt is happy.
The title of this blog is a grandaddy song. It’s a good song, pretty much sums up how I feel about SoCal.
