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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

NO ZOO FOR YOU!

Despite a week of good TV (Amazing Race premiere tonight, don't bother with the geena-davis-in-chief show, it's gonna suck), I have to watch all giants baseball, all the time. going into last night, they were 4 games behind san diego headed into a 4-game series at Petco park.

Barry grounded out to the right side each of the three times i saw him bat. Those around him managed to pick up the pace, despite leaving like 6 men on (i watched them leave 2 in scoring position total, each time the tying run). Seattle-transfer Randy Winn went 4-for-4 in an amazing night.

Giants had left runners on in scoring position in the T7 and T8, much to Tio Jaime's dismay. T9, Trevor Hoffman pitching, Giants are Grade-A fucked. But they pick up a hit by matheny, jason ellison to pinch-run. Randy Winn hits a towering flyball to the wall 400 feet away, Giles leaps up and snags it over the wall, fireworks go off and game over, San Diego 2, San Francisco 1

WTF? he dropped it? Ellison scores the tying run from first on Winn's triple. Vizquel walks, Snow singles just out of loretta's reach to right field, scoring Winn's go-ahead run from third. Barry grounds out again.

Benitez is solid in the B9, Snow tries to snag Ramon Hernandez's pop foul for the third out, but runs chinfirst into a TV camera. Vizquel fields Hernandez's grounder behind the second base bag for the third out on a play that Giants' SS of the past might've had trouble pulling off.

Giants 3 games back, 3 games to play in san diego. Tomko starting tonight. Giants magic number down to 10, with 6 to play. Fuck-You-LA number down to 3.

Games are on Fox Sports Net. Which I don't get in Oakland because I'm a cheapskate. I get FX and the Food Network, not sure how. But no giants baseball. So I was planning on going to the Zoo to watch on the 15' big screen like i did last night for that amazing 9th inning rally.

But they're closed tonight. Please to be joining your Tio Jaime at Hooters in SF for the telecast.

If you're a degenerate Excrementan (Sacramentard, if you'd prefer) who is intent on kicking my ass, there you have it. You know exactly where i'll be and exactly when I'll be there. Stop hiding like a little girl and come out and play. Any commercial break between innings or for a pitching change should be plenty of time for me to answer any burning questions you might have about the SHoP.