Gregor Blanco - Priest Killer

I decided not to watch the game today and instead try and focus on getting my intellect on! With Ray Bradbury's passing yesterday I decided to re-read Illustrated man. That is one hell of a book. So I finish reading and I look up the box score to find that the Giants are finally starting to put it all together offensively. One of the things that has bothered me about the boys in black is that they have way too many games where they get to a starter early for 3-4 runs and then don't add another run all game. Mike Krukow pretty much said the same thing yesterday on the broadcast. With Blanco at the plate in the 5th inning Krukow predicted that the score would stay 3-2 for the ball game. He literally didn't finish his sentence before Blanco launched a rocket over the right field fence. And that's the thing, the past few years the score would have remained 3-2 on a good day, or if we were playing San Diego in 2010 or Arizona last year we would have lost 4-3 in agonizing fashion. But we're finally adding runs! I like runs, they make everyone all happy and fuzzy inside... maybe not fuzzy that makes me think I've got weird fruit mold growing in my organs. Never mind. So back to my point, we're finally getting it done at the plate enough to put teams away and stretch the lead far enough that our pitchers don't have to walk a tightrope every damned time they go out there.

Also in the good news column is that we actually hit some home-runs at Petco! Although I'm beginning to wonder if we have to change the name "home-run" because for some reason they never seem to come at home. Oh well, we can't have our cake and eat it too. Cake is meant to be looked at and admired from a distance as a possession and not for eating, as I have come to understand. Posey hitting a home-run was especially good because I'd gotten to the point where I was getting a bit cranky with all of his sacrifice fly's. Yes, it's all good that he is getting those RBI's and adding scaring the crap out of pitchers who decided that without Sandoval they might as well serve Posey a garbage sandwich and he'll damn well like it or take his walk. Thankfully this is the new Giants where they all banded together and decided a walk was not to be feared. I got it from a reliable source that 2 days after Panda was injured Blanco called a players only meeting. Here is a transcript of what transpired:

Gregor: Guys, I want to thank you all for coming. I know that we are all struggling to figure things out in a difficult time. I for one am perplexed at how a guy with weight problems can break a hammate. Is that like breaking bread for fat people? Anyways, I may be the new guy in town but I've seen some things in my time with the club that I'd like to bring to your attention. First of all, good god you middle infielders can't hit. I mean seriously it's embarrassing. And Nate, what the hell man! You are swinging at pitches while the ball is still in the pitchers mitt. Get a hold of yourself man! Look around. This is what we've got. Uribe is gone, Burrell is gone, I heard you even had Miggy with you guys last year. They're gone and not coming back. And that is Okay. It's ok, you don't have to try and fit in anymore! No more swinging at pitches so atrocious that you fall to your knees. You don't have to put up with that crap anymore!

Belt: But Hensley told us that...

Gregor: Hensley? Hensley Mullens be damned! I don't care what he says about walks being an abomination. I've taken them and do you see me with an extra toe, or a tail? It's all voodoo witch craft telling you that walks are evil. They are not. I promise.

And with that the team all decided then and there that no matter what the coaches told them they would not strike out rather than walk. And that is how the 2012 Giants were born.

The End.