10-08-2014, 07:07 PM
I was never a die-hard fan of baseball.
My dad took we to a couple A's and Giants games in the 70's but it never 'clicked'.
The 2010 Giants win made me curious. Here were a bunch of misfits with beards, long hair and strange names who were the best in baseball.
Since then I have been addicted to this team that gets slammed every season for being a bunch of freaks and weirdos, in a city of freaks and weirdos and the NLDS Game 4 win was a triumph.
My brother-in-law had an extra ticket to the game and called me at the last minute to see if I wanted to go. Of course I said yes and met him in Willie Mays plaza to collect. Our seats were in s127/r36/s8 off of the third-base line. I twirrled my rally rag and shouted 'Yes,Yes,Yes'! I sang along with Steve Perry to 'Lights'. I applauded Tony Benett singing the horrible 'God Bless America' and drank a metal-bottled Heineken.
It was 'Fleet-Week' and soldiers and sailors were everywhere. I heard a sailor behind me say "I hate baseball, but this is amazing". The game was crazy (runs won on wild pitches and errors) but so San Francisco.
Then we won.
I walked back to BART along the Embarcadero high-fiving fans, locals and sailors with horns honking, whistles blowing and a full moon shining as brightly as the sun.
Good times.
My dad took we to a couple A's and Giants games in the 70's but it never 'clicked'.
The 2010 Giants win made me curious. Here were a bunch of misfits with beards, long hair and strange names who were the best in baseball.
Since then I have been addicted to this team that gets slammed every season for being a bunch of freaks and weirdos, in a city of freaks and weirdos and the NLDS Game 4 win was a triumph.
My brother-in-law had an extra ticket to the game and called me at the last minute to see if I wanted to go. Of course I said yes and met him in Willie Mays plaza to collect. Our seats were in s127/r36/s8 off of the third-base line. I twirrled my rally rag and shouted 'Yes,Yes,Yes'! I sang along with Steve Perry to 'Lights'. I applauded Tony Benett singing the horrible 'God Bless America' and drank a metal-bottled Heineken.
It was 'Fleet-Week' and soldiers and sailors were everywhere. I heard a sailor behind me say "I hate baseball, but this is amazing". The game was crazy (runs won on wild pitches and errors) but so San Francisco.
Then we won.
I walked back to BART along the Embarcadero high-fiving fans, locals and sailors with horns honking, whistles blowing and a full moon shining as brightly as the sun.
Good times.
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