We signed ourselves a backup for Edgar Renteria and a backup for our third baseman guy and a backup for our second baseman guy. See, the cool part is this backup guy is the same fookin' guy for each position. Sabean, he's the new Billy Beane. Talk about value. Talk about options. What? You say it was a minor league deal? Dude, that is so righteous. We are all over this 40-man roster thing.
The 2009 Giants: no hitting, no fielding, but lotsa guys.
Chris at BCB gives us the breakdown. Thorough and intelligent as always. I'm so glad there are sober, rational Giants fans out there. You see, I recently acquired a bottle of 80-proof Wild Turkey. I was thinking, that's like decaffeinated coffee, eh? I mean, seriously. They sell 101, don't they? So what's the point of 80-proof? My whacked-out alcoholic Boston-Irish uncle (god and mary and patrick be with his dear departed soul) told me when I was just a scrub that light beer was a crock because you just drank twice as much of it. Sorta like 80-proof Turkey.
And that brings me back to the 80-proof, er, 2009 Giants. We're 80/101ths of a real team. I mean, we got the spunk and the can-do and the hustle and whatnot. But we got no what. Just whatnot. There's no there, there. We taste like bourbon but we got no kick. We're 80-proof instead of 101.
That sorta thinkin' leads to drinkin'. I'm bustin' out the 80 and pourin' fattys--want some?