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Couldn't agree more! I have been a Giants fan forever, even when they were in New York, before moving to SF. This was a great World Series, going seven games, and the last game was a real pitchers' duel.
They can say what the want about NFL football being America's sport and past-time. For me, it always has been, and always will be, Major League Baseball.
Cheers,
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
The most interesting giants are the Sumo wrestlers.
Especially when they are trying to steal second base. Can you picture one on first while the pitcher gets ready? I'll bet Bumgarner would pick him off before he could move one step.
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
Especially when they are trying to steal second base. Can you picture one on first while the pitcher gets ready? I'll bet Bumgarner would pick him off before he could move one step.
Bill
I bet not, I would bet that the Sumo wresters are faster in short distance than baseball players my a mile. Stealing bases, no sumo too slow, but stepping off the bag and back on he'll beat the pitcher.
I've really gotten into Sumo, I have to say, I do love baseball, but sumo is totally fascinating. The Mongolians are the kings at the moment, the source of much pride back in Ulan Bator!
I grew up in LA and even though I lived in San Francisco for 25 years I could never bring myself to embrace the Giants, not even one tiny bit. They are rivals, I particularly disliked Barry Bonds. That said, I think the Dodgers suck, but if you grow up a Dodgers fan there is no way you can become a Giants fan if Dodgermania was imprinted on you at a young age.
When I was a kid Barry Bonds' dad, Bobby Bonds played for the Giants and he would of course come to LA to play with the team. I liked Bobby Bonds, he was a fine ball player. And of course one could almost change to being a Giants for historical reasons, I adore Willie Mays, but here's the rub; I almost got into the Giants a few years back, but it was those damn beards. Not anything wrong with a beard, but those long beards became a "hipster" thing and it was so trendy and conformist I could not see the beard worn for fierceness, it just looked silly and oafish.
HA! However the Giants do play pretty good ball, but they will never be 'my' team. I'm going with the Mongolians.
When I lived in Palo Alto in the 1980s, a conversational gambit identifying a true San Franciscan was when he would reminisce about the time back when DiMaggio played for the Seals….
Willie Mays is my favorite all-time ball player. He could do it all: Hit, slug homers, field, run, and steal bases. Given the conditions under which he played in the 1950s and '60s, I don't think there's a modern ball player playing during the last 40 years that can match him. With one possible exception--Bobby Bonds.
I still remember as a kid watching the '54 World Series when Willie Mays ran back toward the center field fence to catch the long ball hit by the Cleveland Indians' Vic Wertz. Willie caught it on the run, back to the plate, over his shoulder and into the glove. Amazing catch, amazing ball player.
Bill
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And the end of the fight is a tombstone white, With the name of the late deceased, And the epitaph drear, "A fool lies here, Who tried to hustle the East."
As a kid, I would go to the stick early to watch batting practice. Mays, McCovey, Marichel, Cepeda, all the greats. They would come out of the dugout and give us autographs, balls, and talk with us. They were super heros to me and my friends. Thing is, as great as those guys were, they never won the series. Today's Giants have surpassed those teams, and it's both a joy to behold and an incredible development.
When I lived in Palo Alto in the 1980s, a conversational gambit identifying a true San Franciscan was when he would reminisce about the time back when DiMaggio played for the Seals….
RNJ
When I lived there a true native was someone who knew that Marin Joe's, and Yuet Lee stayed open until 3 am and they did not know how to write code.
In the 1990's you could always tell a new arrival if they had a job in high tech. Ruined the damn city too. ( *shakes fist in air*) Just kidding, but kinda not kidding.
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