Opening Night

I made my first appearance at SBC for Opening Night, which really isn't an opening night, but it was night. I spent the evening with my pal Randy after a slice of meat pie. I'd like to say it doesn't get better than that, but when we walked out after the 7th with the boys in blue ahead 10-1...well, that just wouldn't be true.

The Giants' pen was ugly, ugly and uglier. They kept Tyler Walker on the team and sent down Foppert??? What were they thinking? Walker matched Loopers ERA of infinity, with 4 batters and 4 runs. Christensen wasn't much better, and got saved on an appeal play when a Dodger missed 3rd base. And it went downhill from there, with the ex-closer Matt Herges making us long for the good old days when he only just stunk.

Meanwhile, Jeff Kent looked like a superstar on both offense and defense. What is with the booing? OK, so he's an asshole. He was a great player for us, compared to the greatest 2nd basemen offensively of all time. Who was the last 2nd baseman even mentioned in the same sentence as Rogers Hornsby? He took us to the World Series. Geez, Eric Young got a standing ovation in Colorado the other night. San Francisco has its moments of idiotic provincialism.

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