The Baseball Gods Have Returned
I could see it from the first game after the All-Star Break. Everything started to change. Our bats came alive. And the baseball gods started smiling again. Bloopers fell. Grounders found holes. Before the break that wasn’t happening. We’d hit bloopers right at people. Opposing teams made great plays to stop the grounders. It was weird.
Now it’s like starting over.
That Tuesday game in Philadelphia — the one that went 14 innings and 5 hours and 46 minutes — showed a lot. We were so exhausted, and the Phillies kept bringing in one tough pitcher after another. We’re thinking, “This is never going to end.’’ I dashed up to the clubhouse to eat some bread and butter, drink a protein shake. In the dugout we were all eating protein bars and drinking water to try to keep from getting cramps or pulling a hammy.
In the 13th inning, I was tossing the ball in the outfield with Tyler Colvin. He told me he might pitch. Bochy had asked if he could do it. I thought, “OK, wow, this is where we are.’’ He wanted to warm up, and suddenly this outfielder is throwing me some nasty sliders and change-ups. I was like, “You can do this!’’
After we scored in the 14th, he was joking, “Oh, now I might not pitch!’’
It was one of those games where Bochy could have asked anyone to do anything and the answer would have been “yes.’’ I’d have pitched! I’ve only pitched two games in my life, when I was a kid, but for sure I’d go in if Bochy asked. We all really appreciate playing for the Giants. We’ll do whatever it takes to win. Look at Lincecum coming in to pitch. That right there shows us how much we want to win. It’s a game in July and Lincecum is coming in to pitch in relief.
But that was a loooooonng game. We’re still tired! After the game we all just said, “Good thing it’s not a day game tomorrow!’’ We got back to the hotel around 2am, and of course you’re still hyper from the game. You know it’s going to be hard to go to sleep. I closed the curtains tight so it would stay really dark when the sun came up, and finally went to sleep.
The next night we thought the game might go into extra innings again, but luckily — after Bumgarner pitched so well — Hunter came through. It was that kind of trip.
During the All-Star break, we really enjoyed the new house in Miami. Neighbors came by to welcome us. One family is from the Dominican. Another is from Panama. The contractor came by to make sure everything was OK. We had friends over to have champagne and a barbecue to christen the new house. We went to the beach one day.
My nine-year-old son, Granger, came in from Venezuela with my dad. He had never really seen me play in the Major Leagues because we weren’t able to get him a visa until last December.
Now Granger is here in San Francisco with us, too. He was dying to come to San Francisco, so he’s here with us now for about a month. Then he has to go back to school. I can’t wait to show him around. He’s coming to the game tonight!
That’s it for now. Thanks for reading and for coming out to support us!