Vogelsong is of the opinion that screw you. (Jen Mac Ramos)
Three games down, three wins.
That’s where the Giants currently sit going into Sunday.
It’s remarkable, isn’t it? Here they are, up three games to none in the World Series.
What do you do with that? Hope and wish, I guess. Game four on Sunday afternoon, fading through the dusk. Say you’re not nervous at all, you’re a liar. Continue reading
The Annoyed Hobo (Jen Mac Ramos)
Doug Fister versus Madison Bumgarner. Bumgarner, he of the 2012 postseason starts that did not go well. Fister, he of the Northern California roots and Giants fan background.
With the way the odds were, Fister seemed to just have a better chance of winning this game for the Tigers. Bumgarner hadn’t been having the stellar starts some thought he would have this postseason; Fister has been extraordinary.
Tonight, it was a pitcher’s duel. Continue reading
Pablo Sandoval’s all like “SORRY ‘BOUT IT.” (Jen Mac Ramos)
And so the narrative went: Barry Zito going up against Justin Verlander? None chance. No way would the Giants win here.
But Pablo Sandoval happened. Along with the rest of the Giants offense. They chased Verlander out of the game after four innings and 98 pitches.
Zito, though? He went five and two-thirds, giving up only a run. One walk, three strikeouts.
And that was the new narrative they were building for themselves. Continue reading