Too blind with rage to recap. Instead here's a picture of some baby bats.
UPDATE (11:59 p.m.): Okay, Eric Freakin' Stults? Seriously? He of the 88 ERA+ for the Dodgers? The guy they sold to the Hiroshima Carp? And our half-billion dollars' worth of bats can't even string together a few hits against him?
And Clayton Kershaw scratches and claws to keep the Dodgers in the game, then Matt Guerrier gives it all up on a two-run bomb? This team is beyond frustrating.
UPDATE (12:31 a.m.): Boxberger? Brach? Layne? Zero hits against these guys. In fact, zero hits in the last four innings.
Also, Matt Kemp is hurting. He needs a day off.
UPDATE (10:52 a.m.): Not to mention the Giants finally lost. That was a golden opportunity to gain some ground in the division.
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GUERRIEEEEEEEER!!!!
*shakes fist*
Sadness.
Giants with the winning run at the plate.
Here comes the inevitable SF rally.
Two on, two out. Sandoval up.
Giants lose. FINALLY
A game off the schedule is a win for them.
Should have gone to Alyssa Milano first.
I also had the thought about Kemp still being hurt. If his legs aren't 100%, his power and swing in general are going to suffer. We are definitely seeing that lately.
Also, FUCK THE GNATS!
I'm not seeing Kemp's legs as being most of the problem; rather, it's his plate approach. He's swinging for the stands at every pitch. He even said he wanted to hit a HR on his jersey night. This confirmed what I have been thinking, that' he's pushing and trying to do it all with the HR ball. When he came back off the DL, he was just raking...spraying the ball over all part of the field. Then he shifted his approach and swung for CF bleachers all the time, which is where he is now. He needs to be talked to by hitting coaches/Donnie re this. I think it's more about this than any lingering injury.
That, or it's about Rihanna.
I think you're right Dusty. Rihanna is definitely the problem. =)
Also Matt, Don't Fuck Rihanna!
Bitches,man. Always fucking shit up.
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I gained some consolation from Guerrier's perfectly-audible "Fuck!" as the ball left the yard.
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