One of the consequences of blogging is that sometimes you have to eat your words. (Hey, I like eating, it's just that I worry about the lack of nutritive value.) The bi-polar Giants scored 7 runs on Sunday, 9 runs on Monday, and 10 runs last night. That's 26 runs in three games, about the same number of runs we'd normally score in a month. If you divide 26 by 3 you get 8.6666666666666-&-some-change. The Giants will score 8.6666666666666-&-some-change tonight, and, like George Zimmer, I guarantee it. You see, that's math, me buckos, and therefore it is true. Q.E.D.
Barry "Don't call me Beezy" Zito dazzled a potent Crockies lineup with mystical incantations, self-help aphorisms, and a devastating curveball. Look for him to offer a line of fair trade organic non-fat cottage cheese at the ballpark next year. All kidding aside, is this the Real Barry Zito? Has he turned the proverbial corner? I think it's great that he's pitching well after the black hole of the last two seasons, but, like the Giants new-found hitting prowess, is it sustainable? (I'm pretty sure the cottage cheese will be sustainably farmed, but that's a topic for another post, don't you think?) Can I pencil in Barry for 7 IP and 2 ER on a regular basis? Or, like the Giants, is he just toying with me? Will it all come crashing down AGAIN? What the hell, make me eat my words--I've always enjoyed a good alphabet soup.
Two back in the loss column right now, and a win tonight will make it one with a day off before the trip to LA. The lion will lie down with the lamb if we win tonight, world healthcare will be instituted, and all pollution will be cleaned up. If we lose, we'll be three back in the loss column and western civilization will collapse. Matt Cain has given up 25 earned runs in his last 10 starts (72-1/3 IP) and is 2-3 in that span. Of course, that's before we established our new baseline of 8.6666666666666-&-some-change runs scored per game. C'mon Matt, let's kick the Crockies when they're down. If you don't, I won't be held responsible for the "trade-Cain-for-a-hitter-now-that-Barry-Zito-is-a-god" blogs that will pop up like the dandelions in my neighbor's lawn.