My Mom and Dad did a great job of teaching me a true American value: the love of Baseball. Each of them had a great personal history with long standing franchises. I always envied their tales of incredible pitchers that they witnessed: Bob Feller for my mother and Carl Hubbell for my father. Everytime I got excited by The Count, or Bill Swift, or Jason Schmidt (you get the idea) they would just smirk and tell me about some no-hitter or 16 strikeout performance or 4 consecutive complete game streak (you get the idea) and I would be put in my place. I'm too young for Juan Marichal, so I really didn't have any "ammo" to fight back with. Well, it looks like those days are over...
Tim Lincecum continues his journey into Giants history with his third complete game in the last four starts, two of them shutouts. Tonight he went the distance giving up a weak single and a double (to Pujols), NO WALKS and eight strike outs. All that in 95 pitches! These last couple CG's are not at all like the ones last year. Those were brutal 130+ affairs; this year's are efficient and economical. Hell, we scored 10 runs but the game was still only 2 hours long!! Oh yeah, just in case you want even more from Lincecum, he singled, successfully sacrificed, and made an excellent defensive play. Sounds like old time baseball to me.
I'm telling you, something else has clicked in place for Tim and he has taken it to a new level. Every time he takes the mound it feels like history is taking place. I think I say this every post: We are so lucky to be along for the ride.
I think I'm going to call my Mom tomorrow. Maybe we can talk some baseball now.