Everyone has had the experience of popping a lovely treat into your mouth, only to have the shock to find out it was something else completely. Polite descriptors of this would include: jarring, disappointing, grating, and maybe even, staggering. Less polite: Barry Zito.
For only the second time in his career, Tim Lincecum was scratched due to illness from yesterday's "big" match up against the Phillies. I had a crazy busy day, so I only was able to start listening at 4 pm, game time. Part of the day's hectic pace was fueled by monstrous expectations of freakishness from my beloved Franchise. Oh baby, Timmeh was going to put the Freak Show on display while the Philly fools (great fans, tho) heckle and boo. Hella-stoked, as we say in NorCal.
Then the fabulous truffle I was about to pop in my mouth turned into a syphilitic goat turd.
Needless to say we lost, we turned yet another pretty good pitcher into Greg Maddox, and the "offense" continued to be offensive, but not in the right way. It was so fecking predictable...once Tim was scratched. Can't image why you would want the details if were lucky enough to miss it...but here's some.
It looks like Tim gets the match up with Cole Hamels today, which would be awesome (assuming Tim's at full strength). Then Matt Cain would go on Thursday, which gives us a great chance to win the series. Hell, I can almost feel that goat taste leaving the memory cells right now.