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Weekend Recap: Dad Life

St. Patrick’s Day on a Friday. The last time this occurred was 2006.

I was in my first semester at San Jose State and living with three roommates. I was single and subsequently spent a lot of time on MySpace.  I’m fairly certain that I got plastered at San Jose Bar and Grill. SJBG received a lot of my disposable income in 2005-2007.

Times have changed.

I left work early on Friday, plenty of time to hit a bar or two if I desired.  I’m mature now, bars are no longer disirable (for the most part). I had to hustle home for T-Ball practice.

Yes. This is my life. Eat your jealous heart out.

T-Ball practice is challenging. It’s my own damn fault I didn’t sign up to be a coach. Our assigned coach doesn’t posses any baseball-related knowledge (as he readily admits) and hasn’t taken anytime to watch a YouTube video (or two) to see how to organize his practice. The topper is the coach’s older son, who happens to be the most distruptive force in the history of T-Ball practice. Come to think of it, the son is utterly facinating. I will take notes throughout the T-Ball season on his exploits and dedicate a blog post to the kid.

Cool, now I will look forward to T-Ball practice.

I got our T-Ball Star (she’s tries and hasn’t picked flowers yet, so she’s a star in my eyes) home after practice and got ready to head to our new St. Patrick’s tradition: Taking the family to my cousin’s (Joe) and his wife’s (Erica) home.

This was our third year in attendance. It’s something my wife and throughly enjoy. Joe brines USDA Prime Brisket for 10 days.  Erica bakes her own bread. They also produce a fanatic broth that includes all the other St Patty’s staples. Drinks are plentiful, with plenty of Beer, Whiskey, and Wine.

It really has ruined any other way to do St Patrick’s day.

The hours started to fly by as the drinks went down with second/third helpings of the grub.

We made it home just after midnight. I woke up in the same clothes (Green St. Patrick’s Day Gigantes t-shirt) in my daughters bed. Guess the last few drinks put me over.

I dusted off the cobwebs and made pancakes for the kids (and the adults). I’m not trying to be humble, my pancakes are fucking delicious.

After Breakfast, we loaded the troops and got to the field for the T-Ball game.

Yes, I keep score at T-Ball. But since everyone scores, My score is based on the number of outs a team records.

The Golden Cubs (our team) lost to the King Snakes (2-1) in the opening game of the season the previous week.

This week’s game was a tussel with the Hammer Heads.

After one hour and two complete innngs the game mercifully ended with a score of 0-0.  The Golden Cubs nearly pulled out a victory, but failed to record an out in the bottom of the second.

After the game, the kids headed up to a birthday party for our friend’s youngest son.

It feels like we have a birthday party every weekend. I can’t make anymore friends (at least with kids). We have no weekend life.

At least Saturday evening allowed some adult time. I ordered the Gennady Golovkin/Danny Jacobs fight and invited a few friends (Big Ken Jones and Dante’). Joe and I made plans the night before to make ruebens with the Corned Beef leftovers. The drunken plans were not well talked through.

We both bought everything (minus the Corned Beef on my end).

Drunks should take notes.

The Ruebens were fantastic as were the fights (minus the Roman Gonzalez robbery).

During the fight card, Dante’ brought up going to the 2nd round of the NCAA tournament the next day. Hell yes, I was in.

After the fights we caught the end of the USA vs DR in the WBC.

Great game. What a catch from Adam Jones.  I found this photo afterward. There is too much good stuff going on in the background. The guy holding the beer up, eyes close, and hand outreached is my favorite. Kenny noticed MadBum on the left side of the picture. Good eyes, Ken Jones. 

All in all, a great Saturday.

I woke up on Sunday anticipating heading to the Golden One Center for the Oregon/Rhode Island and UCLA/Cincinnati games.

As I looked around the house (and the subsequent mess from the night before) and heard the baby crying it became pretty clear that I should not abandon my Wife to allow me to have another day of fun.  I needed to stay home. I reluctantly texted Dante’ that I had to back out. I felt like a bad friend. But Dante’ can’t kick me out of the bed and banish me to the couch.

By the way, we had a new sleeper sofa delivered Sunday afternoon.

I most likely would have been forced to test its comfort if I went to the NCAA games.

Dad Life allowed me to sleep in my own bed.  Which by 6am had somehow managed to contain every child and Buster.


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Breaking News: Sharks love the taste of Wings.


The Sharks and Red Wings are set to square off in the Western Conference Semi-Finals tonight inSan Jose.I will be in attendance.I plan on being loud, obnoxious, and somewhat inebriated.


I do not change who I am for the playoffs.


Playoff Hockey can only be truly appreciated live.It has everything I love about sports: excitement, emotion, and drama.


I plan on catching most of Lincecum’s start against the Nationals at the Brit before the puck drops.


I have made it a point to watch a few Nationals games since F.P. Santangelo took the color analysis job with the team.


Goodness, I feel for the guy.How does F.P. deal with Bob Carpenter on a daily basis without becoming a raging alcoholic?


Most baseball fans are familiar with Bob Carpenter as he has done MLB game for ESPN for years.I have always enjoyed his voice and pace on the ESPN broadcasts.


My enjoyment of Carp diminishes with each Nationals game I watch.Maybe F.P. and Carp haven’t had enough time to build chemistry with each other.One thing is for sure, there is no natural chemistry between the two.


Here are a couple of quick exchanges from Carp and F.P.:


Man on 1st base with 1 out (pitcher not up).


Carp: “Should he bunt (Sacrifice) here?”


F.P.: “No.”


For non-stitch heads: No normal thinking baseball brain would sacrifice bunt with one out and a man on first (unless the pitcher was at bat).


A pitch thrown an eyelash off the plate called a ball.


F.P. “Wayyyy outside.”


Carp: “No way, that was really close.”


(This instance happens about once a game)


Poor Carp doesn’t get F.P.’s sarcasm, which is half of his shtick.


Here is my conclusion on Bob Carpenter: Carp has a great voice but rarely says anything of substance.He is the announcer version of a gorgeous dumb chic.Eventually you will see through the beauty and only notice the flaws.


The NFL Draft:


Patrick Conner (@pcon34) player bios on KNBR were the sole reason I enjoyed Thursday’s first round. They were informative and full of sexual innuendo.Right up my alley.P-Con would fit in nicely with the Three Bs crew.


I owe him a few drinks for the laughs.


Good bye Michael Scott:


LJ and I popped a bottle ofChampagnefor Michael Scott’s last appearance on the office.It was a sad television moment. A tear or two may or may not have been shed on the couch.


Michael Scott’s final line on the office was perfect.


Michael Scott: “I can’t wait to get this off my chest. (Microphone taken off and then no sound but Michael’s lips mouthed) That’s what she said.”


Television will miss you.





The early morning start time made following the game rather difficult today.I had to (Gasp!) fulfill my job responsibilities.I caught about an innings worth of action on television while I followed the rest of the game on ESPN’s GameCast.I have yet to buy my ipad and Slingbox.I need these two items for my future sanity.


Congratulations to Ryan Vogelsong who earned his first major league win since 2005.His stat line of 5.2 IN, 2 ER, 4 H, 2 BB, and 8 Ks would have been The Spiritual Southpaw’s best performance of the year.


Vogelsong must be on cloud nine.


If Vogelsong doesn’t know how to get to cloud nine, I am sure tomorrow’s starter can help him find his way.


Los Gigantes went 2-24 with RISP for the three game series.That is not a recipe for winning a series.I will take it, los Gigantes haven’t fared too well in theSteelCityover the past few years.


A Three Bs observation:


I have talked to KJ and RT about the lineup the past few days.We all feel it is about time to switch Aubrey Huff and Pablo Sandoval in the batting order.I wouldn’t be surprised if the switch happens sooner than later.Pablo looks like an improved more polished 2009 version of himself.He is averaging a career high 3.75 pitches per plate appearance and swinging at a career low 52% of pitches thrown his way.


Plate discipline on and off the field has helped the Kung Fu Panda.


Goodbye to Michael Scott:


Tonight will be Michael Scott’s last scheduled (I guarantee he will be on the series finale) appearance on “The Office”.The show has not been as good the last few seasons, but last week’s “Dundies” episode reminded everyone how great the show used to be, as it was the best episode from the past 3 seasons.

I salute you Michael Scott.I wore a women’s suit at work today in your honor.






Los Gigantes got swept by the Braves and I still managed to have a great weekend.Is this the first sign of maturity?


I hope not.


The Top 3 items from the weekend:


1. RT got engaged.


My longtime best friend asked his girl to marry him.He was on a beach in Hawaii, had a huge rock, and there might have been alcohol involved.How could she say no?


Congratulations to RT and Ashley.


Love you guys.


I was informed that I will be the best man and will need to tackle the challenge of throwing the bachelor party.


It is a great honor, I will do my best to re-create “The Hangover”, but I will add baseball references into the dialog.


2. My Pops found a new job.


My Pops has been out of a job for the last 6 months.He found an employer that recognizes and appreciates what he can bring to the company.I have no doubts he will kick ass.


3. I had my first Television interview.


It was local, the lights were bright, and I was nervous.I was a little stiff.I should have had a drink or three.I was interviewed about the online gambling sites that were shut down and how it has affected brick and mortar Casinos. I have a good amount of knowledge on the subject but I am not sure how well it translated into the clip they played.I did feel good that most of the information I gave to the reporter was used in the story.


I did look damn good.It was Orange Friday.I always wear the Orange Tie on Orange Friday.


This was my first TV appearance since RT and I were kicked out of Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park.I am definitely telling that story along with The $200 French Fries stories at RT and Ashley’s wedding.


Easter Baseball:


I attended Los Gigantes and Braves game with my Pops on Easter Sunday.It was a beautiful day at the yard.I met Pops at 21st Amendment to have a holy beer. I got a Double Daddy (Speakeasy Brewery was a guest brew) since it was 9.5% and we were in a rush.


Dear Shaun,


Do not pound 9.5% beers. Do not pound 9.5% beers.Do not pound 9.5% beers.


Thank you,




Pops and I received what appeared to be the last 2 replica World Series trophies at the gate.People were lined up at 8:30am to get the giveaway.They are currently selling for $50+ on ebay.People are sick.


I may use Gorilla Glue to glue the base of the trophy on the hood of my car where the BMW logo is.It may add value to my 230k mile car.


I did do something at the game I cannot remember doing since I have been able to drive.


I left as the game was headed to the 10th inning. The choice was not mine.I had to cover a shift for an employee at work.


I know, Sacrilege on Easter Sunday.


I ended up 45 minutes late to work.Maybe it was good I didn’t have to see the Miguel Tejada Statue not move for the Nate Mclouth 46-hopper into center field.


Miggy looks older than the 48 years of age he is listed in the media guide.


Los Gigantes are in Pittsburgh to face a family friend in Clint Hurdle.


Clint is one of my favorite people in baseball.I wish him all the success in the steel city, but I hope Los Gigantes put a hurting on the BucOs.I am looking forward to Ryan Vogelsong’s start on Thursday. He is facing the team he was traded to in 2001 from the team he was traded from.Is there such thing as double motivation? That was one of San Francisco’s two trade rapes of the Pirates in the last decade.


2001: Pittsburg received Armando Rios and Ryan Vogelsong while San Francisco netted Jason Schmidt and John Vanderwall.


2009: Pittsburg received Tim Alderson while San Francisco received Freddy Sanchez.

In both cases, Los Gigantes came up short reaching the playoffs in the year they made the trade but ended up in the World Series the next year.


What’s the Moral of the Story?Make a trade with Pittsburg!


I wrote Trade Rape and laughed, maturity be damned.



Yesterday I placed the failed Lincecum no-hit bid squarely on the broad shoulders of Kenneth Jones.He handled the weight well and used his powerful JuJu to help Bay Area sports last night.


KJ used his JuJu on Ubaldo in the first inning, capped by another monstrous potato from Pablo Sandoval.Neil Everett of ESPN had one of the better lines I have heard on SportsCenter in a while: “The Panda lost 40 punds but still feasts on sliders.”


Yum Yum.


Give Pablo the MVP award if he continues his pace .328/.400/.603 with 48 HRs and 148 RBI.


…and Pablo just strained his right triceps.That never would have happened last year.Good to know he has muscles to strain now.


KJ’s JuJu was also placed on the Los Angeles Kings at the 19:12 mark in the 2nd period.As all Sharks fans know (and most sports fans inAmerica know by now) the Kings held a 4-0 lead, the game seemed all but over.


KJ turned to the A’s game (Andersondominated). I was disgusted.I flipped over to the A’s game and caught a little bit of the other late MLB games on the Extra Innings package (Best $$$ I have ever spent.The GF will probably hate me by July).I flipped back to the Sharks game, not because I felt they could come back. I truly thought the game and maybe the season was being flushed down the toilet.I turned back because my friend Nick alerted me he was playing “Shots for Goals.”The name says it all.I was now rooting for goals of any kind, especially once he told me that he was asked to come into work early the next morning.


3:08 into the 2nd period, Patty lights the lamp, 4-1 Kings.


6:53 into the 2nd period, Clowe puts the biscuit in the basket, 4-2 Kings


SLY: “Got a new game here.”


KJ: “Wake me when they get within a goal.”


13:32 into the 2nd period, Couture puts one in the old onion bag (resorting to soccer scoring references), 4-3 Kings.


SLY: “Ummm 4-3.”


13:47 into the 2nd period, Evil Ryan Smyth puts one in for the Kings, 5-3.


SLY: “Ummm 5-3, efffing Ryan Smyth.”


18:35 into the 2nd period, Clowe scores his second goal of the period, 5-4 Kings.


SLY: “5-4.”


KJ did not return any of these messages.He was concentrating his entire JuJu on the Kings.


It worked.


19:29 into the 2nd period, The Big Pavelski tied up the game.


(How many big time goals does this guy deliver?)


KJ: “Boom!!!!!!”


What a freaking period, 7 goals and 7 shots for Nick.He is a huge Sharks fan, I am sure the 5 shots from the Sharks went down like velvet.


Los Gigantes were playing in Coors Field, the way the goals were being put on the board; I had to wonder if this game was being played there as well.The non-humidor pucks must have been put into play.


The Kings brought out the pucks stashed in the humidor for the 3rd period.


The pucks from the humidor worked as there was no offense.


Overtime Playoff Hockey; try to convince me there is any sport with more drama.


3:09 into OT, Setoguchi scores one of the biggest goals in Sharks history.


I loved Setoguchi’s celebration; it was very Jonathon Cheechoo like.


One of my pet peeves (Not having Heinz ketchup at a restaurant is one.) is when announcers or writers proclaim an event or occurrence is unbelievable.It is one of the most over used phrases in sports.

I will never patronize your establishment if you serve this.

This was one time where I was not upset that Randy Hahn dropped an UNBELIEVABLE!!!


It truly was.


I imagine the 11th and final shot of the night for Nick went down easier than the first 10.


Final Note:

A very Happy 23rd Birthday to Brandon Belt, whose birthday gift from Los Gigantes was a free plane ticket back to Fresno.


Someone remind the kid about a guy named Matt Williams.





The Juju That Ruined The No-Hit Bid


Tim Lincecum’s no hit bid ended in the 7th inning on a 3-1 fastball that Carlos Gonzalez smacked into right field.Who was the happiest the no-hit bid failed?


A gigante Gigantes fan.


I am talking about Kenneth Jones, or as he is known on The Three Bs: KJ.


KJ was in a classroom 1,240 miles west of Coors Field.He had no access to a television and his ipod cannot pick up an AM radio signal.KJ’s blackberry (MLB.com and my BBMs) was his only source of updates.

(Insert Slingbox Plug here.)


BBM Messaging:




SLY: “The hit column has 0 hits for theRockiesthrough 5.”


KJ: “I see said the blind man.”




SLY: “Six innings complete.”




(For those of you who do not know 14 year old girl lingo; FML stands for Fuck My Life.)


KJ did not want this no-hit bid to go down for a couple of reasons:


1.Nobody wants to hear about or watch the highlights of a no-hitter. We (fans) need to watch it live.We want to brag to our friends that we watched the game from the beginning.


(I have only watched two no-hitters from 1st to last pitch: 1. Kevin Millwood vs. Los Gigantes and Jonathon Sanchez vs. The Fathers.


This is why ESPN will always break programming and go to a no-hitter in progress.


2.He missed most of Jonathon Sanchez’s no hitter in 2009.He was at dinner with the lovely KTbug.He loves KTbug, but this had to kill him inside.I know how upset I would be.


Note to all girls.If a pitcher from your man or woman’s (politically correct) favorite team is throwing a no-no or perfect game, please allow them to drop whatever they are doing immediately and proceed straight to a television set.


If we are not allowed to do this, we will always hold some sort of resentment for the remainder of the relationship.


With these two reasons, KJ did not want Big Time to throw the no-no.




SLY: “You can relax; CarGo just hit a single with one out in the 7th.”


KJ: “Thank God.”


I believe negative feelings and vibes can manifest itself into something real, and I believe this is what happened with Lincecum’s no-hit bid.

Is it any surprise that KJ owns a Pedro Cerrano jersey?

KJ’s negative juju ruined any chance of Lincecum throwing a no-hitter yesterday.


I have to admit, I am impressed but a little scared of KJ at the moment.To change the course of history using only negative thoughts is an impressive feat.


KJ should put his powers to use; maybe Matt Kemp can pull a hammy?


Just sayin’.


Other Notes:


Nate Schierholtz’s moon shot yesterday was Bonsian.I haven’t yelled “Oh My God!” since Panda almost went splash in Right-Center at AT&T during Jonathon Sanchez’s no-hitter in 2009.

Nate must be using the flaxseed oil.

(Yes, I was drawling parallels from the 2 games as early as the 3rd inning).


Cody Ross will be activated tomorrow.I would send Darren Ford down and wait for Torres to be activated before I demote Belt.


I expect Belt will start some games in leftfield inFresno.This will only give Los Gigantes more flexibility when he returns.


Belt looked tentative the last 10 or so days.He was missing 3-2 belt high fastballs.That is a sign he is in his own head.He will figure it out.I am rooting for the kid.


Ubaldo is on the hill tonight.I hope the rust from the DL is evident.


If Ublado looks good after three innings, I will call in KJ’s negative juju.



Well, that did not last long.


The Bryan Stow Peace Treaty lasted all of two days.It appears the BS Peace Treaty applies only off the field.


(As it should)


I would like to personally thank Don Mattingly.


Thank you, and…


By drilling Buster twice it appears Mattingly is trying to ignite the brawl fuse.Does he think it will bond his team together?


The PPV Gigantes/Doyers Royal Rumble is a real possibility next month when they meet again.


Will DirecTV let me order early?


Speaking of ordering, how many Gigantes fans ordered Showtime to watch “The Franchise: A Season with Los Gigantes de San Fransico” last night?


I know RT was one of them.


RT was alarmed when a Penn & Teller show was shown on the TV Guide time-slot where “The Franchise” was suppose to air.His blood pressure lowered when he saw Boch light up the cigar.


Nicotine calms even through the television.


If you thought the show felt rushed, you were right.Remember that the show was a preview and was only 30 minutes long.The producers of the show attempted to briefly introduce the audience to the main cogs of the team and a couple feel good stories (Marc Kroon and Brandon Belt).I believe they will gauge the response and try to play off whatever story lines or players test out the highest with the test audiences.


I am guessing we will see a whole lot of B-Weeze, Timmy, Skinny Panda, and Buster.


What was the best part of the show?


1. The off-season workouts of Andy Torres.


Torres work-out attire was classic.He did not wear a shirt or shoes.He did sport a massive platinum chain and True Religion denim jeans.


Torres workout consisted of running up dirt hills and throwing cinder blocks over his head.

It was like he was the Puerto Rican Rocky.Eye of the Tiger should have been playing as background music as he was on screen.

This is how I imagine Domingo Ayala trained when he successfuly defended his Rookie of the Year award.

“Pop da chain.”

2.The Soulful Southpaw.

Now pitching #75, The Soulful Southpaw

I affectionately refer to Barry Zito as the Singer/Songwriter, I am ditching that handle for the one Showtime bestowed upon him; The Soulful Southpaw.


No follow up joke/line needed.


RT suggested that we can no longer call The Soulful Southpaw by his given name, only his handle.




Today’s off day allows the Sharks to be front and center in Bay Area sports.


I love that we (fans) can use the same chant from the last three nights.Playoff matchups create and build rivalries.This could be the birth of Sharks and Kings hatred for each other.The rivalry possibility has all the ingredients; all it will take to become alive is a 6 or 7 game series.


Does anyone else have a feeling this is the year the Sharks are going to finally break though and win Lord Stanley’s Cup?


Over the past 5 years the Sharks have been the most successful professional team in the Bay Area (The Sabercats and their Arena Bowls excluded). This season has had a different feel than the last few years. They didn’t come out of the chutes on fire as they have the last 3 years. They were horrible the first two months and sat in 13th in the West.


The Sharks peaked at the right time and rocketed to finish with the two seed.


Kind of reminds me of Los Gigantes and their World Series run.


Nothing is better than Playoff Hockey…except Playoff Baseball.




It was me.I ruined Timmy’s 4th inning.


Top 1:




SLY: “Timmy looks incredible, Superman status.”


KJ:“96 MPH, Los Doyers have no chance.”


After the 3rd inning, I had a conversation with myself as if I were in a two-man announcing booth.


(Yes, these are part of my game watching activities when I am alone.)


SLY (Normalvoice): “Timmy looks like he has no-hit stuff.”


SLY (Deep announcer voice): “I hope the 49 pitches through three innings does not hurt his chances.”


(Full disclosure: I cooked a nice little dinner for myself and may or may not have been drinking.)


4th inning: One pitch, one out.


SLY (Normal Voice): “That will help the pitch count (glare at partner).


SLY (Deep announcer voice): “Thank you Johnny Obvious.”


Then it happened.


Timmy transformed from Superman to that dude inSeattlewho fancies himself a superhero.Yes, This guy.

The Man, The Myth, The Legend…Pheonix Jones

With the game seemingly hanging in the balance, Timmy revealed his best attribute (besides his freakish talent), his heart.Down 3-0 with men on 2nd and 3rd with 1 out, he managed to escape without any further damage.


Is there a superhero whose superhero ability is damage control?


Stan Lee says……no.


(Probably would not be the best seller at the comic book store.)


You know the rest of the game story.


It was easily the most satisfying game of the short season.


Since I announced the game to myself last night, I have the authority to comment on Kruk and Kuip.


Kruk and Kuip were on fire last night.KJ and I openly wondered if they were drinking the happy juice.

We can only hope this is the future of Kruk and Kuip.

Here are a few of their gems:


Kruk: “Kemp is Cabbage!”


(Kemp was caught stealing in the 2nd inning.What does that (Cabbage) even mean?I never heard that phrase until theSouthPark “JerseyShore” episode.Can somebody please enlighten me?I need to know.)


Kuip: “What a bitch’n tie.”


(A cameraman panned the crowd and came upon man in his work attire.The tie was flashy; it had silver, green, and purple.I was taken aback by the terminology.Was bitch’n used in the 70s?)


Kruk: “This is an absolute strikeout situation.”


(Kruk went to this line twice, in the 4th and 6th innings.What’s the problem you may ask?There were runners on the corners with 1 out in both situations.Am I the only one who wants a double play over a strikeout in this situation?)


By the way, I love Kruk and Kuip.The guys are quickly becoming classics.They remind me of a television series where as the years go on the characters’ personalities are more defined and then exaggerated.


Check out the first season of “The Simpsons”, Homer has lost a few points off his IQ each succeeding season.

Season 1 Season 20

A PPV Mealy:


On Monday, Juan BooOo-ribe was a whole lot of happy when he received his World Series ring. On Tuesday, it looked like he was ready to charge the mound after Timmy drilled him with his 115th and final pitch of the night in the 6th inning.


It was the second time Timmy has drilled BooOo-ribe this season.The umpire had to get in front of Juan as he shouted, “Das da sesond EFFing ty-mine!”


It got me thinking, what if someone charged Timmy on the mound?


It might be the biggest brawl in SF Gigantes history, Juan Marichal/John Roseboro included.

I doubt Timmy would get touched.Do you know what the top speed of a lean and mean Panda who knows kung fu is?


….I am not sure either, but I have a feeling we would see the Panda’s 7th gear hauling from 3rd base to intercept the would-be mound charger.


Panda’s are cute and vicious.




It all comes out in the wash: gum, coins, bills, anti-diarrhea pills, condoms, and bad defense.Most Gigantes fans were well aware Los Gigantes played out of their heads defensively last postseason.Their shortcomings on defense were not exposed.


The wash cycle had ended.Thank God, for the extra long wash cycle!It could have ended in 2010.


Can I blame the poor defense on Brandon Belt’s excellence at first base?His bat and glove forced Aubrey Huff to the outfield.Los Gigantes have been exposed far too often in the outfield this year.


What happened to the best athlete on the team?


The taped body outline of #17 is seared into my brain.


Thoughts on Belt:


Belt probably has about 2 weeks to figure things out.He does not look comfortable right now.How many 4-3 putouts are we going to see?He has to be close to the record for most 4-3 putouts over a three-game period.I have six on my count (2 Friday, 3 Sunday, and 1 Monday).


Here is the BBM conversation with RT and KJ last night during Belt’s last at bat:


SLY: “4-3, 4-3, 4-3, 4-3, and 4-3.”


At the exact same time…


KJ: “How many 4-3’s does BB have now?”


RT: “A lot.”


If Belt does continue to struggle (Watch him go 4×4 tonight) and is optioned toFresno, there is some good that could come out of the situation.Start Belt in left field atFresno.He is a good enough athlete that he will figure it out.Los Gigantes defense will be largely improved if Belt can become a league average outfield defender.


Los Gigantes have Huff for next year as well.He is at the stage of his career where his defense can only decline.


Huff is less of a liability at first base.Belt can slide into the everyday 1st base roll in 2013.


Of course, this is all predicated on Belt being optioned toFresno.Los Gigantes will not try this experiment in a Major League game.


This option could also be readdressed after the season.


Since I just wrote this, Belt will go on a 20-42 tear and Huff will look like Roberto Clemente in right field.


I will enjoy the taste of crow.


Big Time Timmy Jim is on the bump tonight.


He looks filthy.


I do not believe Timmy has washed all season.




Los Gigantes won 2 of 3 from the Cardinals.We should all thank Colby Rasmus.


I haven’t written a love letter in a while, it is about time.



Dear Colby,


You dashed like a gazelle into left-center field on both Friday and Saturday with your hair lightly bouncing in a way that reminded me of Fabio riding a horse on beach with a slight breeze from the ocean air.I know it was my love that stopped you from retrieving the ball that A-Row hit on Friday and dropping Miggy’s ball on Saturday.


You wanted to make me happy, I appreciate that.


I will return the favor (No homo).Let me know when and where.


I cannot wait to see you in St. Louis.




Shaun Lauren Yaple

I am sure that little note makes up for the looks Colby received from LaRussa the past couple of days.


The Dodgers come into town tonight. If there is anyone who wants to get even for Brian Stow, please don’t. Sports are for entertainment (Not Sports Entertainment!) and supposed to be fun.


Fans who engage in violence need to know who they are and where they’re at.Take a good look in the mirror. You will undoubtedly see a loser.


Hate the Franchise, not the people.


One Love and Go Gigantes.



Los Gigantes will raise their 2010 World Championship banner momentarily.


Damn, it feels good to be a world champion.


Take it in….


Alright, that’s enough.There is a game to play and win.


Here’s hoping we get the Dirty Sanchez on this Opening Home game celebration.From what I hear, that exactly what is going on at 3rd and King this morning.My Pops (never one to miss a party) has confirmed the bars were packed by 10AM and the championship liquor was flowing free.

Why do you have Jager and a Bloody Mary? “Cause I like to party.”

I am disappointed I am not celebrating in a drunken baseball stupor with my Pops.


One quick baseball tangent:


MLB Tonight on the MLB Network spent a solid 10 minutes on Bryce Harper’s professional debut in A-ball.


Is it possible to be sick of the dude before I watch him play a big league game?I don’t need Japanese style reports on Bryce Harper’s minor league games.


Wake me when he hits his 100th big league home run (2013).


Here is a sad fact about Bryce Harper. If he has a career that mirrors Pat Burrell (.840 OPS, 300 HR, and 1,000 RBIs) he will largely be considered a failure.


Now if Bryce has half of Pat the Bat’s sex tales, he will be a winner in my eyes.


Beer Me:


I will be attending the Bay Area Craft Beer Festival tomorrow with KJ, C-Lew, and the Real Dante’ Hicks tomorrow afternoon.


It should be a delicious S-Show.

Here is a preview:

I hope to still be awake before first pitch on Saturday night.



$$$ Well Spent


I paid $210 for the MLB Extra Innings package from DirecTV.I came to the realization that I will spend a whole lot more dinero because of this purchase.


Since I paid for the service, I want to get as much use as possible.To me, that means, always having access to the service.




1: Purchase Slingbox HD Pro:$ 299.00

2. Purchase ipad 2 (32GB):$ 729.00

______________________Total: $1,029.00


I do not want to estimate what I will spend on tickets, food, and booze at live games this year.I am sure the price will be north of what the gadgets cost.


I need to stay productive at work to support my MLB addiction.


New Year, New Fads!


One week into the 2011 MLB season and a couple of fads have caught on:


1. Appendectomies are cool!


Stomach hurt?Take out your appendix!


I was worried when Andy Torres had his appendix taken out last year.He came back and helped Los Gigantes win the World Series.


There must be an Appendectomy to World Series winner correlation.


Matt Holliday and Adam Dunn will put my hypothesis to the test.


(Dunn and the White Sox have a better chance to prove the hypothesis.)



2. The MLB2K11 advertisements must be grueling on the Oblique muscles.


Brian Wilson strained his oblique holding his early 1990s cell phone a little too tight during filming.


Evan Longoria swung too hard trying to impress the young intern on the set.His digital self did hit some monster bombs.


He impressed the young intern.


Roy Halladay may be the next to fall.


I think the 2K series may have a curse forming.In 2010, Nelson Cruz, Kendry(s) Moralas, and Andrew Bailey were all featured in the 2K commercials.


All missed significant time in 2010.


Good to see the Madden Curse has found an heir-apparent.


Hoot and Holler:


Give me a second to blow off some steam…


Another 3:35 PM start time for Los Gigantes and the Fathers?I hate Twilight start times.I hate the word Twilight.I hate the Movie series about the super-EMO, non-attractive, and whiney beezy.


I hate that I have used the word “hate” five times in the past four sentences.


4 of Los Gigantes first 6 games have had Twilight start times.


Yes, I hate that.If you do not know why I hate Twilight start times, please read yesterday’s (4/5) Daily Bs.


The good news?


Lincecum will shove and Los Gigantes will win.


If not, Buster may need an Appendectomy to jumpstart the season.

I hope it doesn’t come to that.



Los Gigantes and The Fathers have a 3:30 PM start time.


Padres’ management must love shadows.


What are shadows good for?


1. Viewing a Day Eclipse.

2. Allows the Groundhog make his only contribution to society.


3. Entertainment for kids at sleepovers (Animal hand shadows).


4. Good for funny sex scenes in movies (camping tents).


5. Baseball Pitching Staffs (Exclude Barry Zito from Sunday).



What are Shadows not good for?


1. Aubrey Huff in the outfield.


2. Offense in Baseball games.


3. Viewing a Baseball game on TV.


4.Announcers of Baseball Games.




The Padres are smart little devils.Who gets the ball for the Padres this afternoon?

That would be Aaron Haran, who sports a 4.72ERA and a WHIP of 1.45 over the past three years.


Little known fact: Shadows and Aaron Harang are BFFs.


The Padres have successfully closed the gap of talent between themselves and Los Gigantes with a natural resource: Shadows.


If you’re not cheating, you’re not trying.



Top Quotes of the weekend from Dodger fans and our reactions.


1. Many Dodgers Fans: “The Giants Suck!”


2010, 2010, and 2010.


2. One confused baseball fan “The Orioles Suck!”


“Yeah, I know.”

3. Dodgers fan who may have a few cameos on Gangland: “I want to kill some Giants fans.”

…All quiet on The Three Bs front.KJ did not even have to prompt me on that one.



4. A Woman who tried to block entry to our section: “Give me your Snuggie.”


I hate the Dodgers but love capitalism.It will be on ebay.


5. A Dodgers fan after I told him his World Series Trophy is old enough to buy him an alcoholic beverage: “Is that the last time we won?”


Yeah, that would be 1988.

6. Douche-bag Dodgers fan behind us when KJ and Ipartook in deuces (2 balls, 2 strikes, and 2 outs) in the 8th inning of Sunday’s contest: “Is that a cocaine reference?

Yes, it is a cocaine reference.


7. Same Douche bag as #6 when he made fun of Japan and even I thought it was off-colored: “That’s what we do in L.A. we make fun of everything.”


Because of Douche bag?


8. Dodger fan and fellow amateur writer Andrei Ojeda: “Which one of you is the blogger?”


I was kind of shocked to be somewhat recognized.Good stuff.


9.Same Douche Bag as 6 and 7: “You blog, oh goodness.”


SLY:“Hey, If Jonathon Broxton was a fruit, what would he be?”


So-Cal DB: “I dunno bro, what?”

SLY: “A Pear.”


So-Cal DB: “Whaaa?”


SLY: “Because they look the same.”


So-Cal DB: “Aww man, you’re kind of funny.”


Thank you for fitting into your XS shirt.

10: Dodger-Talk Radio Host after the game: “I don’t get the last reference.”


I called in to Dodger-Talk on 790AM on the way out of Dodger Stadium and gave them three things Jonathon Broxton can do to ensure a successful season.


1: Grow a beard, dye it black.


2: P90X.


3. Go on George Lopez.

Peace out Los Angeles.



Ten thoughts on Opening Day:

1.The 2011 version of the Brewers are Harvey’s Wall Bangers 2.0.Too bad the Brewers have to use the bullpen.


2.There is magic in Dusty’s wristbands and toothpicks.


3. John Sterling is as annoying as ever.“Teixeria sends a Tex message to right field. Yes, You’re right on the mark, Teixeria.”



4.The Cardinals will be able to afford Albert Pujols if he stays on pace to hit into 486 double plays.


5. Jayson Heyward is the next Kaz Matsui.


6. Bud Black owns a magic wand.


7. Maybe I can predict the future.Clayton Kershaw, wow.


8. I may not return alive from Los Angeles this weekend. A few knuckleheads don’t get it.Enjoy the game more, brothers.


9. Re-read BoooOOoo-Rrrriiiiibbbbbbbbeeee. He is officially fair game.


10.I love Baseball.



A start of a new season brings a start of a new feature to The Three Bs.The Daily Bs will be short, sweet, and updated daily.Enjoy!

My thoughts on Barry Zito’s car accident:


Please Jesus, let Barry Zito make his scheduled start on Sunday.I wouldn’t want the season debut of “The Barry Zito Drinking Game” to be delayed.


Opening Day is my Christmas.I am sure many people around the country feel the same.I will not be productive at work as I constantly check box scores, twitter updates, and follow each of my fantasy player’s at bats.

Welcome back Baseball, How I have missed you.


Play Ball!

Miss Cleo and The End of The World

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Miss Cleo and the End of the World


Miss Cleo and I have one thing in common; we both cannot predict the future.  I am quite jealous she was able to turn her non-ability into income, which is an ability I would like to pursue.  Why is Miss Cleo occupying space on The Three Bs?  Duh, prediction time!


A few of The Three B regulars and I have decided to give our predictions for the upcoming MLB season.  Why?  We all think we are smarter than we really are.


Predictions lead to these phrases exchanged between friends.


1.) “I told you so.”

2.) “You’re an idiot.”

3.) “Effing Homer.”


I want to do a quick hit on Brandon Belt before we dive into our predictions for the 2011 season. It was announced a few hours ago that Belt made the Big Club (Good-bye Ishi).  That is fantastic news.  This was the first step the 2011 Gigantes have taken to improve upon the 2010 World Championship version.  It is promising to see the franchise put out the best possible product on the field, no matter the cost.


There has been a lot of GFM’s (General Fan Managers) around the greater Bay Area which have flooded the radio waves and Gigantes websites suggesting the newest Double Bs to start at Fresno. Not because Belt was not the best option, but because the GFM’s were worried about his Super-Two status.


Are you kidding me?


I understand the financial impact starting Belt on the big club, but Belt will only obtain his Super-Two status if he stays on the 25 man roster for the entire next two years.  If he does, he will have played well enough to earn the money. 


Please remember this fact; Ws in April are not worth less than Ws in September. 


With Ross out, Belt is the best option. 


What’s the best part about Belt and his arbitration clock?


Two answers:


1.) Everyone assumes Belt will be an absolute stud.


This was the case with the A’s in the late 90’s and early 2000s.  Every player that came up (Grieve, Tejada, Chavez, Hudson, Zito, Mulder, and Crosby) was billed as can’t miss players.  For the most part they didn’t miss, albeit some of their stars faded quickly. 

Gigantes fans have not allowed themselves to get too attached to players coming from minors since the late 80s.  Our expectations were tempered with the likes of JR Phillips, William VanLaunchingPad, and Todd Linden.  A funny thing happened in 2005; Matt Cain came up and was as good as advertised.  A very Oakland Athletics like streak began to build: Wilson, Sanchez (2006), Lincecum (2007), Sandoval (2008), Posey, Bumgarner (2009), and now Belt (2011).  It has gotten to the point where we believe and expect good things from our young players. 


I used to fantasize about Los Gigantes having a young stud player.  I yearned for one.  When F.Loser (Fred Lewis) hit for the cycle in 2007, I allowed myself to get excited.  I created him in my baseball video game and hit him 3rd.  I watched Belt last night and actually felt like Los Gigantes were using a created player.  It felt like cheating, and I loved it.   


2.) We will all be dead when the Belt would have been eligible for Free Agency anyway.  In case you forgot, the world ends on December 21st, 2012.


KJ and I decided in 2009 that we are going to throw an “End of the World Party.”  It is going to epic. Party favors will include: cocaine, prostitutes, and Johnnie Walker Blue. 



You might want to mark your calendar.


…and with that onto the 2011 MLB predictions.



NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Brewers, (East) Braves, and (Wild Card) Phillies


AL (West) Athletics, (Central) White Sox), (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Twins


World Series: Red Sox over Brewers



NL: (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Troy Tulowitzki, and (ROY) Brandon Belt

AL: (Cy Young) Jon Lester, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez, and (ROY) Jeremy Hellickson



NL (West) Rockies, (Central) Brewers, (East) Phillies, and (Wild Card) Gigantes

AL (West) Athletics, (Central) Twins, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees


World Series: Red Sox over Phillies



NL (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Troy Tulowitzki, and (ROY) Brandon Belt.

AL (Cy Young) Jon Lester, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez, and (ROY) Jeremy Hellickson



NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Brewers, (East) Phillies, and (Wild Card) Braves

AL (West) Athletics, (Central) White Sox, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees


World Series: Red Sox over Phillies



NL (Cy Young) Roy Halladay, (MVP) Albert Pujols, and (ROY) Freddie Freeman

AL (Cy Young) David Price, (MVP) Adrian Gonzalez), and (ROY) Kyle Drabek



NL (West) Gigantes, (Central) Cardinals, (East) Braves, and (Wild Card) Phillies

AL (West) Athletics, (Central) Twins, (East) Red Sox, and (Wild Card) Yankees


World Series: Braves over Red Sox



NL (Cy Young) Clayton Kershaw, (MVP) Albert Pujols, and (ROY) Brandon Belt

AL (Cy Young) Gio Gonzalez, (MVP) Alex Rodriguez, and (ROY) Kyle Drabek


Let the 2011 season begin. 


“Call Me Now!!”


















Heck, it might be:








Mr. Happy Jazz Hands left us for the smog infested air of SoCal and the Bums.





Two Ex-Gigantes turned Bums

Say it ain’t so.


Do we dare boo one of our 2010 World Champion heroes?


Hell yes.


I’ll set the stage for FU-ribes return to Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park on Monday April 11th 2011.  It’ll be the 10th game of the season.  This should be a Barry Zito start, but the $126 million dollar singer/songwriter will probably fall into the 2 or 4 spot in the rotation.  For this hypothetical, Madison Bumgarner gets the start.


Uribe is in the six hole in Donny Baseball’s lineup.


Top 2nd, nobody on, one out:


Renel Brooks-Moon: Now batting #5, 2nd baseman, Juan Uu-ribe.

(It is painfully obvious that Renel wants to belt out the UUUUUU as she has done the past two seasons, but her heart will not allow her to justify an enthusiastic announcement of a Bum.  The announcement is understated and subdued.)





I am in attendance and stand up from my seat.  I want to pay my respects (with a golf clap) to a man who gave the fans many thrilling moments the past couple seasons.


I am about to clap when the inebriated man next to me (I am also in such a state) starts to join in an all too familiar chant:




…but it is not, it is what we all expected.




Before I start to clap, I join the mob.






Now I am getting into it, alcohol and adrenaline seem to be a good combination (I think I finally get UFC fans).




Mother sitting behind me: “My children are here. Watch your mouth.”


SLY: “They need to learn hate at an early age.” (Obviously not ready to be a Parent)


Madison gets BoOOo-Ribe to pop up on the first pitch (he was a lot of excited).


…Roar from 41,952.


Top of the 5th, 1 out, runner on first: 2-0 Good Guys.


Renel sounded less enthused with her second announcement of Uribe.  She understands he’s gone for good. 


BooOooOOooOOoo-Ribe chants are deafening. 


On a 2-1 count BoOoooO-Ribe hits a ground ball to his replacement Miguel Tejada.  Tejada underhands to Freddy Sanchez at second for the force out and Sanchez throws a strike to Aubrey Huff at 1st to complete the double play. 


…Roar from 41,952.


Tejada and Uribe each have a GIDP to end an inning. 


Top of the 8th, 2 out, runners on 1st and 2nd:  The score is still 2-0 Good Guys.


Renel announces JUUAAAN with high energy as she was accustomed too with a big at bat, she quickly realizes it is for the wrong team and tails off on the Uribe.  Renel sighs in disgust.


BoOoOooOOOOoooO-Ribe chants continue.


Boch’s bowed legs take him 21 seconds to make it from the front step of the dugout to the mound to remove Bumgarner after 7 2/3 innings of shut out ball. 


Sergio Romo takes the ball.


1st pitch: Fast ball, fouled straight back.


2nd pitch: Slider, wild swing and a miss.


3rd pitch: Fastball inside, get Uribe off the plate.


4th pitch: Slider… hanging slider.  Uribe Swings…




I used to love this sight, no more.



All I see is the white palms of Uribe’s batting gloves.





SLY: “Mother F#4%ing Son of a B#$h!”


Mother: “Dead beat Son of a rats Fu*&$ing puke” 


(Looks of horror from her children)


41,952 BOOOOOOOOOOOOOS shower Juan as he circles the bases.


3-2 for the Bad Guys.


Donny Baseball goes Jonathan Broxton for the save. Donny remembers the proper rules about visiting the mound this game. 


Broxton gets to blow the game all on his own.


Freddy Sanchez does a flip job over Uribe’s head for a single.


Buster Posey (hitting 3rd) takes a walk.


Aubrey Huff hits a ball into triples alley.  There is no throw.  Posey scores standing.


Good Guys win 4-2.


Suck it Bums.


I stumble my way over to 21st Amendment where KJ and I discuss Juan Uribe as a Dodger.  After 5 Brew-Free-Or-Die IPA’s I finally get it:


SLY: “I got it.”


KJ: “What do you got?”


SLY: “I understand why Juan left us?”


KJ: “Why did he?”


SLY: “He has to feed his children.”


KJ: “$3 Million wouldn’t feed his children?  That’s a lot of money”


SLY: “$3 Million is a lot to you or me, but to a professional athlete it is not.  As we learned from Patrick Ewing, athletes make a lot of money, but they spend a lot of money.”


KJ: “HotLanta Gentlemen Clubs.”


SLY: “Now you understand. He needs that extra money.  I’ll break it down for you.  Juan signed a 3 year deal.  That means at least 3 trips to Atlanta over the next 3 years.  That’s 3 opportunities to get himself in trouble at the Gentleman Clubs.  I heard a stat on a blog where 1 out of every 3 trips to an Atlanta Gentlemen Club results in a lawsuit of some kind.  He really is just protecting himself.”


KJ: “Makes sense to me, if you read it on a blog, it must be true.”


SLY: “Words don’t lie.”



I am certain this is the exact way April 11th, 2011 will play out.


Dodger fans, be warned.


You are bringing in a person who assaults Dodger fans. 


He will hit you in the head with a baseball when you are not looking.


Watch the Slow-Mo.


Awesome. J

Your Playoff Beard is Weird

I have never
been to a Gigantes playoff game where they were victorious. 
I am 0 for 2.

I went to
those games as a child. 

I am now
legally able to purchase alcoholic beverages, which makes me a man.

I stated in
the previous post I was going to dye my beard ala B-Jeezy .

I went for
it, big time.

I rushed
home from work around 2:00pm last Thursday. 
The Just for Men was ready to
rock.  The color was labeled as REAL BLACK.  (That’s why it looks so damn good on men,
words don’t lie.)  

Just-for-Men real black.jpg

5 Easy Minutes? I think not.

I quickly read the
instructions.  I figured I’ve seen the commercials
enough where my man instincts would take over. 
I mixed the color and went to town on my beard.  I then proceeded to make a fatal JFM booboo.  One month before my 27th day of
birth, my beard still comes in patchy.  

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thought it’d be a good idea to brush the patchy areas with the color brush.  I had 5 minutes to kill (downed a beer) while
the color set.  I was surprised how much
the JFM stung my face.  I wonder if
B-Jeezy had the same experience.

The painful
5 minutes ended and I jumped into the shower. 
I got out and was met with hysterical laughter from Lj.  My patchy spots were still filled in with the
real black color of JFM.

batter up tn.jpg

Holy Mother Effing
Toledo Uranus Saturn Christo.

I looked

That’s what
I kept telling myself.

I freaked
out, Lj told me the dye might stay in my skin for a week.  I had work in 48 hours.  I had JFM regret, but I imagine that’s part
of the experience.

I hastily
grabbed some household items that may remove the dye from my skin. 

The items

1. Make-up

2. Nail
polish removal.

3. K-Y Warming
Sensation Lube (Awkward…)

4. Tattoo

5. Proactiv
daily scrub

I had to own
it; the dye was here to stay.

I wasn’t planning
on wearing the Timmy wig and Jersey, but hell, might as well go all out.

I put the
outfit on and looked in the mirror.

The reflection
showed equal parts Tim Lincecum, Jesus Christo, and Brian Wilson.

 timmy jesus wilson.jpg

Timmy Jesus

The gang
loaded into the vehicle and we were off to Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park.  Lj asked me to get sunglasses out of the
center console. 

My thought process: I
am driving, why doesn’t Lj grab the glasses. 

I opened the console and found an item with the glasses, a
freakin Smirnoff Ice.    

Lj and KJ
thought this was hilarious.

Holy Mother Effing
Toledo Uranus Saturn Christo.

SLY: “I am
not drinking this until we get there.”

KJ: “I’ll
keep it warm for ya.”

KJ took the Smirnoff
Ice and proceeded to place the bottle under his butt to insure safe keeping.

Thanks KJ.

When arrived
at the parking lot, I got on one knee and accepted my icing like a champ. 

iced beard tn.jpg

The group
walking by us laughed rather hard.  I don’t
know if they laughed at my appearance or the icing, possibly a combination of

Pete’s was
on our pregame agenda.

Grandparents were also attending the game and were to meet us at Petes.

Here is all
you need to know about my Grandparents. 

My Grandmother
on my Grandfather and his alcohol consumption:

Grandmama: “Your
Grandfather may not be able to walk or talk, but he can always drive us home.”

drunk couple.jpg

I love my

When we met
them at the bar they already had a table and drink.  My Grandmother did not recognize me.  Once she realized it was me, she told me “I
was sooo ugly” about 12 times in 25 minutes. 

this guy (beard) tn.jpg

How is this mug ugly?

My G-Parents
are no rookies at the bar scene.  My
Grandpa ordered a Jack on the rocks and my Grandma ordered a white zin. 

My Grandpa
also brought a 13oz flask of Jack.  My
Grandma brought a jug of wine.  They
continued to re-fill their glass.


After the
quality pre-game, it was time to get into the park. 

I made notes of things that were said to me because of my appearance. 

Here are the
top comments:

“Fear the

“Your Beard
is weird.”

“Woah, what
happened?” (My response: JFM is more complicated than it looks on TV.)

“Is that

My friend Brad
came up clutch with tickets; they were 4 rows from the field, right past first

Thanks Brad.

Timmy took
the hill and the park took on an electric feel. 

We all know
what happened next.


I had to
write a short poem for the historical performance.

Timm-EE, Timm-EE

All the hitters whine

Butts return to the pine

14 Ks though Nine

Smoke Smoke Celebration Time

Timm-EE, Timm-EE


Timmy in August?  I prayed to Jesus
Christo to end Timmy’s Cy Yuck funk.  Jesus
is obviously a fan of #55.

I was the
guy at the yard who led the booing of Braves fans.  If I spotted a Braves fan, I would stop,
point with two (more manly than one) fingers, and yell “Boooo That Man.”

Booing commenced. 

Braves fan
realized he was not welcome. 

I do not
remember much about the ride home.  I
remember I was one happy boy.

My first playoff
victory made me feel warm and tingly inside. 
I was ready for game two.

October 8th, 2010.

Game 2

A revelation
occurred when I washed my face.  The
toner (step 2) of the Proactiv system took the dye off my face.  I no longer wanted to look like a man with a
sharpie on his face.  I used about $16.36
of Proactiv toner to remove the excess dye from the skin of my face. 

I have been
told by my Hispanic friends that I am an honorary Mexican because of my love of
the food and tequila.  I now looked the
part as well.  Too bad it wasn’t Cinco de

KJ and I left
for the yard after a quick gym session.  We
arrived at the parking lot, and there was no attendant, but we parked
anyways.  We headed to 21st
Amendment for a little pre-game until the attendant could take our money. 

Per usual,
21st Amendment was fantastic, great brews and food.  With our belts loosened and our brains mushy,
we walked back to the parking lot.

There was still
no attendant.

Maybe it was
the 9.7% brews or maybe it was our gambling background.  We made a decision that could drastically
alter our night.


KJ: “Screw
it, let’s roll the dice.”

SLY: “I don’t
think Jack (Attendant’s name) looks at the tickets.  He’s more concerned with dying.”

KJ: “A tow
truck wouldn’t even fit in here.”

SLY: “A parking
ticket is like $45, only $15 more than what they’re charging.”

KJ: “On to

After Pete’s
we made our way into the yard.  We had
the same seats as game one, boooyeeehawwww.

I had total confidence
in Cain, and he dealt. 

I thought the game was over when Pat the Bat went 3-run jimmy jack in the

Bobby Cox
got run for the final time in his hall of fame career.

I was almost
in celebration mode. 

I know,
premature guy.

I continued
to make Braves fans feel uncomfortable for coming into our yard. 

I never felt
better yelling at a grown man.

Brad and I
did start quite a few chants to heckle a Brave.

We heckled a player not
even on the roster, the bullpen catcher.


I don’t know
his first name but his last name was Butts.


The chants
started out harmless.







They started
to get worse…

Brad: “YOU



We started to take requests from other Gigantes fans for chants they wanted to hear with “Butts”
involved.  They ranged from G-NC-17

We had David
Ross in stitches.

A non-fan
friendly Usher told us he was watching us, and we were not permitted to heckle

That was a
buzz kill.

We continued
the chants until the Braves mounted the game tying rally in the 8th.  I was no longer in celebration mode.  Rick Ankiel punched 44,032 Gigantes fans in the stomach.  Doesn’t he know we came to see Los Gigantes win?


punch loss. 

My mind now
wondered if KJ’s truck would still be in the parking lot.  I walked up 2nd Street, turned
down Brannon, and approached the lot.

Gamble paid
off, the truck was still there.

FP was on
fire on the leader during the ride home. 
He was combative and had zero tolerance for poor baseball knowledge from

KJ and I
were angry about the outcome but still had a very positive outlook on the

We got home
around 1:30am.  I had to be at work in 6
hours.  Uggh. 

The beard
was shaved off so I could look somewhat professional at work Saturday
morning.  I did have an awesome 5 O’clock
shadow due to the real blackness of

Sunday, October

Game 3

Sanchez+ Brooks Conrad = Gigantes Victory.

Big ups to
Fred Sanchee for the 2 out hit to extend the 9th inning for
Huff.  That’s why you were brought to the

If I ever
meet Brooks, I am buying that man as many drinks as he needs.  I feel he will be hitting the bottle often
the next couple days, months, and years. 
I hope this series hasn’t ruined his life.  I am dead serious.  His friends need to be on suicide watch. 

I put myself
on suicide watch when I had a horrible game in high school and made a few

is everything in baseball.  It is going
to take him a long time to recover. 

I loved the
result, but feel for the guy. 

October 11th

Game 4

C-Lew joined
KJ and I to watch the game, he brought beer. 
Good man as always.  I arrived in
the 3rd inning, freakin 4:30pm start time.  It was 1-0 Braves.

Lowe was

RT text’d us
how he was pissed the Gigantes were getting no-hit by a guy on three days’
rest.  KJ, C-Lew and I all stated the
same mantra “We’re one pitch away from tying this game.”

inning: Insert Cody Ross, Hero.



New ballgame.

McCann took
MadBum deep to reclaim the lead in the 6th.   McCann
is a straight stud.

This is where
los Gigantes have been so tough all season. 
They scratch, claw, bite, and do any thing possible thing to eke out

Top of the 7th
was no different. 

Who got the
big 2 out hit?

Cody Ross,

Loogy, and Wilson close out the game.

Celebration Time
included a class move to applaud and pay respects to Bobby Cox’s career.

Bring on the

cannot come fast enough.

If you haven’t
seen Ashkon’s “Don’t Stop Beilieving” Gigantes 2010 Anthem, you need to check
it out.  

Honestly.  I am jealous I do not have the talent to do
something like this.

I love the Will
“The Thrill” impersonation.  

Hello Postseason, May I come in?

Knock. Knock.


Who’s there?


The Postseason.


Who, what, come again?


The Postseason, I understand we haven’t seen each other in quite some time.


It’s been 7 years.  I didn’t think I would ever see you again.  Champagne to celebrate?



2003 was the last time los Gigantes made a postseason appearance. 


Flashback to 2003:


I was a 20 year old college baseball player, unable to legally purchase alcohol, gamble, or rent a car. 


2003 was also the year I got kicked out of Pac Bell Park when I interfered and “ruined baseball.” 


Skip (Head Baseball Coach at Napa Valley College) gave RT and I his front row bleacher seats over the Yahoo! sign.  The game was 8-1 (Marlins lead) in the bottom of the 7th.  Jeffery Hammonds (who was playing for Barry Lamar) hit a ball deep to left-center field.  The ball was coming straight for us.  It became apparent the ball was going to be a little short (Guess he was the only Gigante not taking advantage of BALCO).  I reached over the fence, and stretched, and then stretched some more.  My torso was completely over the fence with my arm outstretched as far as possible.  The ball hit the edge of the webbing of my PRO-ALMC model SSK and fell down to the warning track.


If Jeffery looked like this, I would have caught the ball and not been humiliated.  

I lifted my torso back up, and was immediately booed by 40,000 Gigantes fans.  The intoxicated bleacher bum in the row behind us began pounding his fist into my back and screamed:


IBB: “You ruined baseball!  You ruined baseball!!”


SLY: “It’s an 8-1 game, it was going to be a double anyways!”


IBB: “You ruined baseball!  You ruined baseball!”


An Usher quickly came to escort me (RT came too) out of the ballpark for “ruining baseball”.  As I was being escorted out, 40,000 people began to cheer. 


I was being cheered, to leave.  Humiliating. 


As I took one look back to the field where I was being banished from, the young leftfielder of the Marlins, Miguel Cabrera gave me an appreciative thumbs up. 


You’re welcome Miguel.


The worst part wasn’t over.


My phone started to ring, and ring, and ring some more.


Dad: “What the hell were you doing?  Kruk circled, and then eliminated you.”

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I had this same call throughout the rest of the day.


I was on SportsCenter for the 2nd time (I have now been on 3 times, the third time was almost as embarrassing, another day another blog).


The cherry on top- The next day (Monday) I went to the cafeteria to get some lunch before baseball practice.  As I was purchasing my meal the lunch lady looked at me and said:


“If you are going to go over the fence, catch it, MEAT.”


I have not brought my glove to a professional ballgame since.


To end the 2003 flashback, the Marlins beat los Gigantes in the NLDS and went on to win the World Series.


The Marlins have been in the postseason twice (both Wild Cards) in their 17 year existence, have beaten los Gigantes in the NLDS both times, and went on to win the World Series both times.


Symmetry is disgusting.


Flash forward back to 2010.  Los Gigantes are one Dub-Ya away from poppin’ some bubbly. 


Asta La Bye-Bye Fathers.


Mad-Bum fought though his start for his first W at Pac-Bell/SBC/AT&T Park on Thursday. 


Los Gigantes again scored all of their runs off Jimmy Jacks.  It is as exciting as it is flawed.


…I really want to get back to Wednesday.


Los Gigantes and I had great days.


I was unable to watch the game, as KJ, RT, LJ, and I had tickets to watch the Black Keys perform at the Fox Theater.

Pat the Bat hit the 3-run Jimmy Jack during the opening act (The Black Seeds, solid act).  After the first 2 innings Timmy was in full control, we felt like the game was over.  It was. 


3-1 Gigantes. 


The Black Keys came to the stage.


Holy Smokes (Too bad Timmy couldn’t join in the fun).  

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I got ear EFFF’d by the Black Keys and loved every second of it.


As I enjoyed the love being made to my ears, I was able to draw one comparison between The Black Keys and los Gigantes.


Both played as a team with unparalleled confidence.


Dan Auerbach and Patrick Carney are a team, a great team, and they get each other.  They diverge and extend their tracks when they see fit.  As a spectator, you can see them (Dan to Patrick) making eye contact, an unspoken sign that signifies where they will go next.


Los Gigantes are playing their best and most confident baseball of the year.  The 2010 version of los Gigantes has to be one of the best chemistry teams in San Francisco history.


KJ, RT, LJ, and I all left the Fox Theater in a state of nirvana. 


We were really hungry for some reason.


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In N Out to the rescue.





As KJ and I were sitting on the couch during Thursday’s game, we started talking about the postseason roster and who would fill it out.


I asked him and RT to e-mail me their 25 man rosters.  I wanted to see how our rosters stacked up to Boch’s.


KJ and RT’s Roster were identical.  I truly think this is the 25 man roster Bochy will run with.  RT also added that he would add Chris Ray and sub Renteria in the 2nd round.  If los Gigantes are fortunate enough get to the 2nd round, where I expect them to face the Fight’n Phils, I would like to see another lefty in the pen.



































I want to know one item before I make my final decision.  Does Bochy plan on starting Zito in a playoff series?


If Bochy plans on starting Zito, than this is the roster I would run with.


If Bochy does not plan on starting Zito, there is no use for him on this roster.  He cannot come out of the bullpen.  It takes him 50-75 throws to get loose.  I am sure most would agree that Zito is the weak link of our starters. 


If Zito is not used at as a starter, I would add Dan Runzler to the 25 man roster.  Lefty Power arms are scarce; los Gigantes already have one with Jeremy Affeldt, two would be deadly late in games (Phillies anyone?).


By the way, it looks like Jeremy joined the “Just for Men” beard team as well.


It would also be humorous to have $30 million dollars left off the postseason roster (Zito and Rowand).


Bochy will probably name Zito the 2 or 3 starter, citing his experience and MadBum will take the roster spot where I would place Runzler.


We will find out by Tuesday.


The postseason door is open, los Gigantes just have to walk through.


I can almost taste the cheap champagne and beer.




I got “Iced” and Fun 1917 Facts

Los Gigantes pitching staff have allowed 3 or fewer runs over the past 16 games, a truly historical stretch which has not been seen since 1917.


What was going on in 1917?


Woodrow Wilson was our nation’s president.


Blood was being shed in the First World War.


Babe Ruth had a better statistical pitching year than 417 game winner Walter “Big Train” Johnson. “The Sultan of Swat” went 23-13 with a 2.01 ERA for the Red Sox compared to Johnson’s 23-16 with a 2.21 ERA for Washington.


Ty Cobb was still sliding with his spikes high enough to reach the crouch area of opposing players while posting a sensational batting line of .383/.444./570. 


Harry Caray was born. 


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My favorite Harry Caray quote “Aw, how could he (Jorge Orta) lose the ball in the sun? He’s from Mexico.” 


Holy Cow, 1917 was a long time ago.


Los Gigantes are 10-6 during their historical run.  Over the past 11 games the pitching has been even better with a team ERA of 1.01, while only posing record of 6-5.


What’s up with the O?


The reliance of runs of home runs has been our downfall, feast or famine.


Thanksgiving is two months away.


57% (28/49) of los Gigantes runs the past 16 games have come from the long ball.


In 11 of the 16 games los Gigantes have scored 3 runs or less.


10-6 sounds good after a look at those fugly numbers.


B-Weezy must be praying to Jesus Christo more than normal.


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No worries B-Weezy, I got this.


Los Gigantes offense has been iced without help of the long ball.


I was “iced” last night. Ill explain what getting “iced” means for those of you who are under the age of 22 and don’t watch Tosh.0.


Iced: “When somebody plants a warm Smirnoff Ice for someone else to randomly find doing a routine task.”


When the Smirnoff Ice is found, the finder must go down on a knee and finish the tasty beverage before coming up.  Here is a youtube clip if you do not get the idea.


It is humiliating and hilarious.


I went to the back of my car to grab groceries, and there it was.  I looked at it with confusion until LJ ran out and started laughing.


I got iced for the first time.


I gave a laugh, dropped to a knee, and pounded the citrus tasting adult beverage.



The end result.


It took me back to being 16.


The “Ice War” is on. 


Los Gigantes will not be iced tonight.


I feel about four taters tonight against Ryan Dempster.


The feast will be on.


Bumgarner and the pen will continue the streak. 




Making Erik Everhard Proud and NFL Realignment Dreams




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It took six days but the roommate is gone.  Los Gigantes now sit alone atop the NL West.  It is 2:30AM and I am still wide awake at
work and in quite a good mood.  My heightened
alertness can be the attributed to the quadruple espresso I finished at 1:00AM.  My euphoric mood is from stomping the Dodgers
to get to grab a hold of first place.


What a fun and satisfying win.  Aubrey and Buster went b2b, Garrrrr
(Renteria) had 4 knocks, Guiilen went 3×3 with a bomb, and the Dodgers were treated
to a Dirty Sanchez that would make even the great Erik Everhard proud. 


#57 was dirtier than this.

Atta babe Sanchee.  True to form, you never know what you are
going to get with #57.  Last turn out,
Sanchez walked 7 in five innings but held down the Fathers.  I stated he was wildly effectively wild.  Tonight he pounded, pounded, and pounded the
zone some more.  Sanchez finished the
night 7in 4h 1r 0bb and a career high 12ks. 
It was only the 13th time in Los Gigantes history a pitcher
has had 0BBs and 12Ks.


Before the season KJ and I discussed how many victories Los
Gigantes needed from their starters to make the playoffs.  We decided on 60.  Los Gigantes are at 53.  They will need to get to 60 to get in. 


KJ and I are smart.


If Los Gigantes make the playoffs, Sanchez is getting a
start in the NLDS.  The $126 million
dollar man will be a reliable long man. Well, I hope Mr. Zito is cast into that
roll.  I hope Bruce Bochy doesn’t have
any “Seattle Spirit” with Zito and his experience in the post-season.  I was in Seattle this past weekend and learned what the
“Seattle Spirit” is all about.  This is
the definition, as defined by a tour guide with a Masters in History from Western Washington
University, “Seattle Spirit is when a person has an idea,
even if it is a bad idea, and continues with the idea until the idea is either
finished or until it becomes a good idea.”


I had two epiphanies.


I must have been born in Seattle, because most of my actions and
thoughts epitomize Seattle Spirit.


I finally understand how the WNBA came to be. 


The Seattle Storm won the WNBA Championship tonight.  Somehow, it feels right.  I am sure the 2010 WNBA Championship trophy
makes up for missing out watching Kevin Durant over the next decade.


I will write about my Seattle
adventure over the weekend.  The trip
involved plenty of Seattle Spirit. 


…but on the way to Seattle,
something amazing happened.


KJ, LJ, and I were on the road to the Airport at 3:00AM.  We were all on 3 hours of sleep or less.  The radio was the only thing audible.


At 3:45 amidst the silence, KJ gets up, clears his throat,
and has something to say.


KJ: “Holy Cheese (edit), I got a great idea.”

SLY: “Yeah?”

KJ: “I’m going to realign the NFL.”

SLY: “It has already been done.”

KJ: “Not like this.  I
want o realign the NFL by grouping the mascots.”


I smiled and turned around. 
This sounded like a great way to kill some time at the airport.


We started grouping the teams into new divisions.


We met up with some non-sports fans friends (Law Students)
and posed asked them for their advice about the subject over a many adult


“We have 32 people/places/things and want to make 6-8 groups/divisons
with 4-6 in each group/division where the people/places/things all have some
common thread.”


We had a pen and paper.  The law students gave good insights and
perspective.  After much debate, here is
our NFL realignment:









A Solid division with a couple of solid
super bowl contenders.

Predator Division






Uhhh, this reminds me of the NFC West.  Bengals win the division with 9 wins!

Hooved Division





Colts win this division every year until
Peyton Manning can no longer breathe.

Wild West Division





I am happy the 49ers and Cowboys would play
every year.  We could also call this the
Over-Rated division.

Hometown Heroes Division 1

·Titans (Formerly
Oilers, makes more sense then)





The AL EAST of the NFL. All
5 teams are playoff contenders.


Hometown Heroes Division 2


· Saints




Brees would get to go all “Brett Favrey” on the Bolts twice a year.  Fun.


Rape and Pillage Division




(They are defenseless sea mammals.)  

Have you ever seen a
Dolphin rape and pillage a pirate?  You
would in this division.



The traveling secretaries would all get a massive
raise.  It would be well deserved.


We must do this with MLB.


I am starting at work now.


MadBum on the bump tomorrow night. 


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Remember me Bernie?


Bring on the Ceverceros.

Hello 1st Place and Just For Men Fun

Hello 1st place.  Long time no see.  I like the way you smell, taste, and feel.  Mind if I stay here through the first week of October?  I promise to behave if we can get rid of the roommate by the end of the weekend.


The roommate could be gone by tomorrow.


What a wild past two weeks.  I love this crazy game that consumes my life.


Jonathan Sanchez was wildly effectively wild.  He sported another head scratching line of 5.0in 1h 7bb and 4k in los Gigantes 1-0 victory.  This is who he is.  He has a fastball that is tough to square up and a release point that is equally challenging for him to replicate.


The only run seemed fitting from the team that leads the NL in grounding into double plays.  Juan Uribe beat out a potential double play ball with runners at the corners, however he got some help.  Nate Schierholtz did a great job getting to David Eckstein as he attempted to turn the double play.  Eckstein was unable to get much on the throw. 


Schierholtz hasn’t started since June but he has had a direct impact in 2 of the 4 victories for los Gigantes this week, as Kruk would say, “Atta babe.”


B-Weezy shut the door with a 5 out save to seal the W.  My friends and I noticed something odd about Wilson, which isn’t odd, since he is such an odd fellow.  


His beard is weird.  It is jet black.  His beard naturally has slight ginger tones.  Yes, I notice such details.  I think B-Weezy is trying to push an angle to get into a “Just for Men” ad campaign.  Tell me I am wrong.  I want to see B-Weezy re-create the classic JFM ad where a man with a grayish beard attempts to talk to “Ms. Hottie” and gets shut down and Walt Frazier and Keith Hernandez say in unison “No play for Mr. Grey.” Cut to B-Weezy brushing in his JFM in the bar bathroom (The towel guy in bar bathrooms who makes you feel uncomfortable by making you feel obligated to tip him for handing you a towel should carry JFM for such occasions.) and after it sets in five minutes later B-Weezy returns to the bar.  “Ms. Hottie” is now immediately more attracted to the newly darkened beard of B-Weezy (who needs P90X?) and goes head first in for a “Smush” (Sorry, Jersey Shore term.  Is that how it is used?).  Instead of Walt and Keith yelling “Home Run” because B-Weezy wouldn’t appreciate the usage, they will both yell…”Nice Save!”


This needs to happen.


When it does, I want royalties for all boxes of JFM sold with B-Weezy’s mug printed on them.


I know B-Weezy could out sell this goof ball.

I am getting up in 2 hours to board a flight to Seattle to watch the Niners opener on Sunday.  I need to be at a bar in Seattle in 11 hours and 50 minutes to watch los Gigantes led by Madison take sole possession of 1st place.  I am going on 5 hours of sleep in 2 days. 

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I hear there are a few Starbucks in Seattle.  I will be the guy who keeps his cup for the free refill by 2pm.


Idiot Tax


Spring Training…Training

Todd Wellemeyer has shoved in the desert.  He has logged 15 innings yielding only 2 earned runs.  His control has also been in midseason form with only two free passes.  His only blemish this spring has been his low strikeout total of four.  He deserves to start the season as the fifth starter.   I want Gigantes fans to understand why he is performing so well after a disastrous 2009 campaign in which Wellemeyer went 7-10 with a 5.89 ERA.

Todd Wellemeyer is pitching for his professional baseball life.

One year after notching 13 wins and respectable 3.71 ERA for the Cardinals, Wellemeyer found himself signing a minor league deal with Los Gigantes. 

Wellemeyer knew he needed a bounce back year if he was going to extend his MLB career.  He did what many pitchers do when they need to impress an organization in Spring Training.  He began his throwing program early.  He is simply ahead of the hitters at this time.  The red flag that he has been throwing for a while is his control this spring.  Control is the last thing to come back for pitchers when they are getting back into game shape.  Look at Tim Lincecum and his 8 base on balls in 7 2/3 innings thus far in Spring Training for evidence.

Kevin Pucetas looks like he followed the same game plan as Wellemeyer.  He has been outstanding this spring (9IN, 0ER, 3K, and 0BB).  Pucetas has gone 42-13 in his minor league career with a 3.20 ERA.  He did struggle in AAA but appeared to figure it out later in the season.  He is now 25 years of age.  I am certain we (Gigantes fans) will see him sometime this season.

I would give the edge to Wellemeyer over Pucetas to start the season based on experience.  I am emphasizing start the season for a valid reason.  

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Wellemeyer will most likely fall on his face in late July or early August.  His fantastic spring will be his downfall.  He has been fantastic because his early throwing program has gotten him into game shape a month before he will pitch in a meaningful game.

Good for Todd Wellemeyer.  He did what he had to do to make the team.  I hope Los Gigantes ride him out as long as they can.  Los Gigantes will pull the plug on Wellemeyer once there are signs of fatigue in the second half and most likely insert Pucetas (I hope he doesn’t fall on his face because his early throwing program as well) or Madison Bumgarner (who did not throw during the off-season.  His rust is evident).



Okay, that’s enough Todd Wellemeyer talk.  I bet KJ I could write at least two pages on him.  I wrote one and put myself to sleep. 


St. Patty’s Day Fun

How great are fake holidays that are all about drinking to excess?  St. Patrick’s Day and Cinco de Mayo are two of my favorite days of the year.  Guinness and Jameson, there are not many things that are better.  I had my first Irish Car Bomb at 5:00AM on St. Patrick’s Day. 

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Yes, 5:00AM.

In my defense, I got off work at 4:00AM.  I had to celebrate before I went to sleep.

RT (who works for the best rental car company in the world), had four seats in the corporate luxury box at the Warriors game.  Instead of taking clients (like most employees do when they get tickets in the box), RT did what any real man would do.  He took his boys.  Good effing deal. 

We (RT, KJ, JRAM, and I) got to Oracle around 6:00PM.  We had time to pre-game and we were prepared. 

We got to park in the players parking lot. 

KJ looked the part.  He was dressed business casual.

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The Tux-Shirt is the mullet of the T-Shirt world.  It says I am all business, but ready to party.

We looked around.

SLY:  “I am glad we took RT’s car.  At least it’s a Mercedes from the past 5 years.”

KJ: “Yeah, our rides would look weird in here.”

RT:  “I am glad we drove my car.”

RT didn’t hear me but we were all thinking the same thing. 

RT: “Are we allowed to drink in this parking lot?”

SLY: “We’re in a luxury box.  They don’t know we didn’t pay for the thing.  I’ll tell them we paid 5k for the box to watch their horrible team.  We’re drinking here.”

Crack.  Crack.  Crack.  Three Silver Bullets ready to rock.

A security guard came over about 10 minutes later.  He told us we can’t drink in this parking lot. 

Warrior players and coaches are on http://www.drunkathlete.com.  Maybe the security officer was afraid we would offer Monta a cold one.



This is when the Dubs were competitive. 


Nellie would have joined us for a cold one in the player’s parking lot

I wussied out on telling off the security guard.

We finished our brews and KJ and I even got in some Gentleman Jack, you know, because we are gentleman.  We wouldn’t be allowed to drink Gentleman Jack if we were not.  Words don’t lie. 

We made our way into Oracle.  We headed for the bar to pay $9 for a 3.2 alc% Bud Light. 


KJ did learn an important lesson.  Do not ever attempt a shuffle step with two full beers in hand.  Always go with the cross over step.  The shuffle step is a 2 ounce mistake with a chance of complete embarrassment.

The Luxury box was awesome.  The game started.  Warriors’ basketball is not awesome.  I did give myself a financial rooting interest.  Anthony Tolliver had 16 points in the first six minutes. 

SLY: “If Tolliver goes over 30 I am purchasing his jersey for myself and anyone else who wants one.”

I immediately regretted my drunken offer.  There were a couple takers.  JRAM was now a huge Tolliver fan as he wanted to see me shell out good coin for a player who I will most likely have no recollection of in twelve hours.

The Warriors were down by double digits at halftime.  Tolliver didn’t do anything after the first 6 minutes.  I was safe for the moment.

The Halftime entertainment was great, wheelchair basketball.

These guys were gamers.  I was amazed how they would run plays without hitting the other chairs.  It was fun to watch.

We did notice that there wasn’t much dribbling. 

KJ: “What constitutes traveling?”  

SLY: “Two full rolls of the wheel. I mean, if it is two steps in leg basketball.”

KJ: “Sure, I’ll accept that.”

Then it happened, a break away.  There was a free path to the basket.

Only one thought came to mind.


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This is what I thought was going to happen.  I was let down.


Silence overcame the box.  RT’s boss looked at me in a way that made me feel uneasy.  There wasn’t much laughter.  JRAM just shook his head. 

I will have a lot to explain at the pearly gates.



I flagged down our server.  I ordered a six pack.  It was $35 bucks.  At this point, I felt like I deserved to pay $6 a beer to continue to drink. 

I am calling it the Idiot Tax. 

I have an idea for drinking at professional games.  After your 4th beer, an idiot tax is applied.  For each beer after the fourth the concession will add $1 to the original price.  Example, if a beer cost $7, the fifth beer would be $8, the sixth $9, and so on.   A black permanent marker could be used on the right wrist of the consumer.

Idiots like me and my friends will still pay for the beer.  Make me and all idiots pay a steeper price for our drunkenness.  If this led to Los Gigantes signing Carl Crawford next year, I would drink and gladly pay the Idiot Tax until I passed out.


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Batting 3rd for your 2011 Los Gigantes de San Francisco… Carl Crawford. 

These are the thoughts that roam freely in my head while I am intoxicated. 

Oh yeah, the second half!

I was only concerned with Anthony Tolliver’s point total.

He was heating up in the fourth quarter.

His point total climbed to 27 points.  He was hitting threes.   He hit another one.  30 EFFFing points for Anthony Tolliver, are you kidding me?  I was praying to God that he would not score another point.  There was a minute and a half left. 

God listened.  Tolliver ended the game with 30 points.

The Warriors came back from down 20.  Good Stuff.

Thank you RT.


My annual Spring Training trip will kick off next Thursday morning.  I am looking forward to the excess booze and baseball.  My first game will be Thursday night with Los Gigantes vs. The A’s.  I will be rocking my Lincecum wig and jersey. 

I hope I will get to see Barry Zito pitch so I can play the “Barry Zito Drinking Game” for the first time this year.

I have a goal to get a large group to participate in the BZDG at Pac Bell/SBC/AT&T Park this season.

Let me know if you want to join in the fun.

I have to give big props to KJ.  After weeks of scouring Damon Bruce Podcasts, KJ has finally pirated one of our favorite sound bites of all time.  Annie’s “Pound it”.

I am proud of you and I have already used it in inappropriate situations.


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Click and Save this sound bite.  It is the ultimate text message alert.