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The Boys on the Bench

I’m always talking about how important it is to have to have fun in this game. Well, let me tell you the most fun part of our win against the Mets last night.

It was in the seventh inning. The score was tied at 1. Nunez had reached second on a double. Then the Mets intentionally walked Panik. So we had  guys on first and second with the pitcher’s spot coming up.

Bochy sent me to the on-deck circle. The Mets countered by bringing in a lefty to face me. Then Boch pulled me back and sent up Adrianza to have a righty batter against their lefty.

It didn’t bother me at all that I didn’t get to bat. I’ll tell you why.

Ady and I are bench players. So are Conor Gillaspie and Trevor Brown. It’s a small club. I’ve belonged to the club longer than any of them. So I know the job better than any of them. You play a couple games here, a couple games there. You don’t have any rhythm to your at-bats. You can’t play your way out of a slump because you don’t play enough.

When Conor got here, he asked me, “Hey, man, how do you do it? How do you do this for so many years?’’

I told him, like I always tell Ady and Trevor, “It’s not easy. It’s a hard job.’’

But I tell them you have to stay positive. Go to the park every day, do your work. Stay ready. Cheer for your teammates. Never complain. It doesn’t matter if you have one at-bat in one week. In that at-bat, you just go out and do it. If you don’t come through, don’t get down on yourself.

I’m going through a tough stretch right now, and I’ll come out of it. But I’m always more about the group anyway. We’re in this together – me, Ady, Conor and Trevor. We talk a lot. We always to try to help each other.

So when Ady singled to drive in Nunez and put us ahead, 2-1, I was yelling my head off in the dugout. I see how hard he works every day to be ready. I know better than anyone how hard it is to be on the bench the whole game then come into a high-pressure situation and face a tough pitcher fresh out of the bullpen.

I was so happy for Ady.

And then in the eighth, here comes Conor off the bench. And he hits a two-run homer over the right-field wall to put the game out of reach.

A good day for the boys on the bench.

Every win is a lot of fun. But I have to be honest. It’s even more fun when one of the guys comes through the way they did last night.

We have a month-and-a-half left, and I believe we’ll do great things. And at some point, I believe I’ll be a big part of it again.

Thank you so much for cheering us the way you always do. Positive energy is so important to playing our best, and when our tanks are running low, you’re there to fill them back up. Keep it coming!

A Day in the Sun

Anyone who knows me knows that I’m a pretty happy person. I can tell you honestly that I enjoy every day. When my teammates ask, “Hey, what’s up? What’s the good news?’’ I always say, “I’m alive!’’

But on Monday I had a really, really, really happy day. I got to be part of a fantasy camp for kids who love to play baseball. Some were in wheelchairs. Some had Down Syndrome. Some couldn’t see perfectly or walk perfectly.  But they’re all on Little League teams in what I learned are called “Challenger Divisions.’’

A few hours before the game, about a hundred kids and a lot of parents were on the field when me, Hunter Strickland, Trevor Brown, Cory Gearrin, Mark Gardner, Bam-Bam Muelens and former Giants player Mike Felder arrived. I had my son Gregor with me, too. If there are kids playing baseball, Gregor wants to be there! We met everyone then went off to our assigned stations, where the kids would rotate through.

Hunter and I had the hitting station. Some kids could hit by themselves, and so we pitched to them. Some hit off the tee. We coached them on where to stand and how to hold the bat.

Mostly we cheered.

As baseball players, we spend so much time in the clubhouse, on planes and hotels that we don’t get to be part of the community as much as we want to. Maybe I’m not putting it the right way, and maybe it sounds weird, but spending time with these kids and their families makes me feel more like a human being and not just a baseball player. I got to connect on a different level. More emotional and not so surface.

Challenger Clinic on Monday, June 27, 2016.

I loved seeing the kids so happy, having so much fun. Gregor was right in there with them. When he asked why some kids where in chairs, he listened to my explanation and went right back to playing. Kids are kids. They always seem to find a way to connect even when they don’t speak the same language or play the same way. We learn a lot from our kids, don’t we?


A mom named Karen Sipich posted this photo on Facebook of her son Andrew with Trevor Brown.

Anyway, I want to thank all those great kids and their parents and coaches for taking me out of my little world of baseball, at least for an afternoon. I feel so blessed in my life and so grateful and humbled to be in a position to maybe have an impact on other people. It was something that was really amazing for me. I want to do events like that more often.


I don’t know if you’ve seen the T-shirt “Blanco for President.’’ Each team has a candidate running for president, and for whatever reason, I’m the Giants’. I had to make campaign promises and mine fell into line with what I really appreciated about the fantasy camp on Monday: I promised to make baseball fun, have music in the clubhouse whether we win or lose, respect he game and be a good role model for kids.

To be honest, I don’t know that much about the campaign. But here’s the video.

Thanks for reading!

When There’s a Mountain to Climb

I was thinking about the two recent games when we gave up tons of runs in a single inning and Saturday’s game that stretched into the 13th inning. It might sound strange but as tough as they are, those are the games that make you feel alive because you had to push yourself harder than usual.

If every day is great, that doesn’t seem like a good life to me. You learn more from tough days than easy ones. I’m not sure we learn much of anything when everything is going great. The tough times are what make you better. I’m thankful for them, actually – maybe not at that very moment but when I look back on it.

In the 11th, 12th, 13th innings the other day, we’re exhausted. But no matter what you don’t want to lose the battle. We know from playing extra-inning games that when your body can no longer give 100 percent, your mind has to take up the slack and give 120 percent. You have to break the game into small chunks: I’m going to just win this pitch, this at-bat, this play. You have to focus on one moment then the next moment. Lay down a bunt, take an extra base, catch the fly ball, work the count to tire the pitcher.

We ended up winning that 13-inning game because we’re warriors, and every team we play knows it. Even when we were down by 10 runs against the Rockies over the weekend, I felt they were scared. They know we’re not going to give in no matter what the score. With our lineup – and with our mentality – no lead is safe. We truly believe that.

We’re like a boxer in a ring. The other guy is all over you. He’s destroying you. But you land one huge punch that really hurts him. He’s going to remember that no matter what else happens in the fight. He will always know that you are dangerous no matter how much he thinks he has damaged you.

Baseball is so much like life in general. Sometimes we dig a big hole for ourselves. We’re exhausted and wonder how we’ll make it right again. So you work harder. I you keep working hard, one step at a time, something is going to happen – just maybe not on your exact time schedule. And you will be stronger for it.

I look at it like, you know those days are going to happen, when everything goes wrong and you fall on your face. When it happens, instead of being shocked and angry, I try to go, “Oh, it’s that day. Here it is.’’ In life, you have a lot of days like that. You just do. No getting around it.

So I have gotten to the point where I can be grateful for them. Those bad moments– when I’m embarrassed by a big mistake or I let people down or I have so much work to do I don’t know where to start — those bad times have made me who I am because I had to pull myself up.

Thank you so much for reading. Tell me what you do when you’ve dug a hole for yourself or have a personal mountain to climb. I would love to hear your stories.

Why Can’t I Be Like My Brother?

Sorry for not writing for so long. My last blog was about clearing my locker out at the end of the season. During the off-season, I stayed mostly in Miami with my family – including my new baby daughter! We also spent almost a month in Venezuela during the holidays. It’s so great now to be back in the clubhouse with everybody. And really, really great to be back on the field.

This season, I’m going to try to do something a little different with the blog. I want to talk about the things I had to learn in order to get to where I am today. I realize my experiences are limited to baseball.  All I’ve done in my life is play baseball. So that’s all I know. Well, that and video games. Really, that’s it.

BUT . . . I was looking up in the stands during a game here the other day and seeing all the kids and wondering if any of them were like me as a kid. So that’s what got me thinking about sharing what I learned and how I learned it. I hope there are kids out there who might get something from it, even if they don’t play baseball.

As many of you know, I have a twin brother named Gregory. He was pretty social. I was really shy and quiet. He was a catcher, and I played infield and outfield. He was always better than me. When we were kids, he was one of the best players in the whole country of Venezuela. I’d come home from a game we played together and think, “Why can’t I be like my brother?’’

I loved baseball and dreamed about being a Major League baseball player. But it was kind of an unrealistic dream. When we were 12 or 13, my brother and I played in a tournament where all the regions of the country came together to compete against each other. Players were picked from those teams to play on the national team to represent Venezuela. My brother was picked. I wasn’t.

I was pretty upset. I was tired of always coming up short. I wanted to be who I wanted to be.

I started going to the baseball field by myself. It was about a three-mile walk from my house. I’d run the bases and slide into second and third. I’d toss up the ball and hit line drives. Then I’d run out onto the field to get the ball and hit it again. I’d go after school. On Friday nights. I’d be there by myself when my friends were starting to go out at night to parties. Gregory went, too. He wasn’t working very hard at baseball any more. He thought I was a little crazy to running around the bases on an empty field. But I had made a decision to do whatever I could to be a baseball player.

I started to get better pretty fast. When I was 14, all of sudden baseball teams were taking notice. “Look at this kid! He can run pretty fast. He can field. He can do all this and all that.’’

When I was 15 ½, the Atlanta Braves chose me to train at their academy in Venezuela. They said I should stop playing with other kids on the regional teams. I would get better coaching from the Braves. I’d be playing with better players. My brother wasn’t chosen. He was still good but he started losing his interest and didn’t keep improving.

Soon after I started at the academy, the Braves took me to their instructional league in Orlando to see what it was like. It was the first time I had been out of the country. I still wasn’t even 16 yet. It was so amazing. If I needed any more motivation, I got it there. When I got back home, the national team came calling. But by then, I had higher goals. My eyes were looking beyond the national team. Now my goal of making the Major Leagues wasn’t so unrealistic.

So I want to tell kids, don’t get frustrated when things aren’t going your way. Who you are in that moment is just who you are in the moment. You will become something else. You have to work for it. You have to really want it. The mind is the most powerful thing that we have. If you start believing that you can do something, you are one step closer to doing it.

Thank you for reading.

I’d love to know about the best lessons you learned as a kid. Share them with me in the comments below!


An End and a Beginning

I just finished cleaning out my locker. A lot of guys did it yesterday after the game, and the rest of us did it today. It’s kind of sad to look around the room and see the empty lockers and think we won’t see each other for a few months.

The end of the season has been kind of frustrating. This game is about work hard, having patience and doing your best at the field. It’s also about having a little bit of luck. I think we didn’t have so much luck with all the injuries we had.

I feel like I disappointed my teammates and myself for not being healthy and finishing the way I wanted to finish. I was looking forward to coming back 100 percent from the concussion, but it didn’t happen. I feel right now I’m at about 85 percent. I’ve been going to Stanford University for the past few weeks to see a specialist about my balance and my eyes. I was worried at first that I’d be this way for the rest of my career. But I’m improving so much and starting to feel like myself again. I’m going to be 100 percent for next year, so that’s awesome.

I’m also really excited about next season because we showed this year that we’re a really strong team offensively. And even though there were so many injuries, we finished strong. We were there with the Dodgers until there were five games left. That’s pretty impressive to me. We had a lot of younger guys who stepped up and did great for us. That’s really positive going into next season. We’ll be really good.

As sad as it to see the season end, we’re all really happy to be able to spend time with our families. Our baby girl — our first girl — is due on October 9, but it could happen at any time. We’re really excited to see her! Mirna will have the baby here at UCSF, then after a few weeks we’ll go home to Miami.

I’ll have time to enjoy her as a newborn — both my boys were born during the baseball season. My older boy will come stay with us in Miami for a while, so we’ll have lots of time with all of us together. We’ll have a little vacation in the Dominican Republic, maybe Punta Cana. We love the beach.

I’ll give my body a rest until November then begin workouts. I’ll start adding in baseball workouts in January when it’s close to spring training.

Thanks for all the support throughout the season. Follow me on twitter, @gregorblanco7. I’ll tweet a photo of our little girl!

Father and Sons

There might be only one thing better than having a really good night at the plate and in the field that helps your team win.

That one thing is having your dad in the stands to see it.

Last night, I had a two-run double in the second, a double and stolen base in the sixth (that led to a run) and a bunt single in the eighth for another run. I made a good catch in center. We beat the Nats, 8-5.

My dad. Hernan, hardly ever gets to see me play. He flew here a few days ago from Venezuela to help celebrate my son Gregor’s fifth birthday. He’ll stay for the rest of the month with us and my 10-year-old son Granger, who lives in Venezuela, too. My dad made a lot of sacrifices

He seems to bring me good luck. The first time he saw me play in the Major Leagues was in July 2012. He flew in to Atlanta for our series against the Braves. I hit a home run.

My dad made a lot of sacrifices for my two brothers and me, especially after my mom died. He had to raise my younger brother Gregsman, who’s seven years younger than me, pretty much by himself. It means so much to have him here and be able to share the great life I have with the Giants. (I might need to take him on the road when we leave tomorrow for St. Louis!)

As I mentioned, we celebrated little Gregor’s fifth birthday. Because a lot of my teammates’ kids returned to their regular homes to start school, Mirna invited kids from Gregor’s preschool and the kids of our friends who live in the Bay Area. She brought about 30 children and their parents to the game on Wednesday. I don’t know how she managed it.

We had a little party in the players’ family room at the park. We got Gregor a red velvet and chocolate cake in the shape of AT&T Park. His eyes just lit up when he saw it — he’s crazy for baseball and the Giants. He loved it so much we had to convince him to let us cut it so everyone could have a piece!

We gave him a little Nintendo DS, and Granger gave him a T-shirt and pants. He got so many gifts, even one from a boy Gregor had met during spring training. The boy came to the game with a big case filled with crayons and paints and other art supplies for Gregor. We were so touched.

Gregor will start kindergarten on Monday. We visited the school on Thursday and love it. It’s an international school where they speak Spanish and English. He’ll go there until our season ends then go to a school in Miami.

I have a new mode of transportation to the park: an electric skateboard called Big Daddy. A lot of my teammates who live near the park have electric scooters and that looked fun, so I wanted to try something similar. I think the skateboard is a little more fun than the scooter. It has huge off-road wheels, headlights and tail lights, a wireless controller to change speeds. I put it in low speed and keep it there. It’s been a blast riding to the park. I live just a few blocks away so it only takes a few minutes, but I get to interact with people more. People wave and call out, “Hi, Gregor!’’ Now my wife doesn’t have to drive me, which she is very happy about.

Here’s a photo of my dad watching Gregor, Gregsman and me having some fun in the batting cage at AT&T before our game yesterday.

And here’s me pitching to Gregor.
And here’s Gregsman and me.


Thanks for reading!

Ah, To Sleep In My Own Bed!

I know we lost today, and we’ve been on a bad run, but when you have Hunter Pence back in the lineup, you know things are going to be OK. He brings good energy to our lineup, the club, the fans and the whole ballpark. He made a big difference yesterday with that hit and that amazing play in right field. I was clapping from left field because it was so unbelievable. It was crazy. The catch was good enough, and then he turned and made a perfect throw to home plate on the fly. That was unbelievable, especially because he hadn’t thrown in so long. That showed his natural ability.

He helped us today again to battle back in the ninth inning even though we fell short. I can’t believe he could play at this level without playing a single rehab game. It’s awesome.

Jake did a great job today, too, and I know Matt Cain will be strong on Friday. When Aoki comes off the DL, we’ll be more of an offensive force. We’re really not worried about getting back on track.There are still a lot of games left. We’ll be right there battling the whole rest of the season.

Also, not to make excuses, but the cross-country travel and the crazy times of the games — one day at 11 a.m., the next day 8 p.m. and the day after that a flight in the morning and a game a few hours laters — have an effect on us. It’s just a fact. Your sleep patterns are all over the place. I took Nyquil one night just to get to sleep more quickly. Other nights I’ll have a glass of wine. A little bit, not too much. Then I’m able to relax and fall asleep. We all have to be a little bit smart about it. You can’t exert yourself too much before a game so you can save it for the three or four hours of the game. So we do lighter workouts.

The travel is the toughest part of being a Major League player. It can be hard to stay consistent. You have to give 100 percent of your energy every day, and sometimes you’re not going to have it. Your brain is telling you to do something, and your body is like, “Sorry.’’  But even if you don’t feel 100 percent, you have to go out there and do your best. We haven’t been as sharp lately as we usually are. I think it’s a little bit of fatigue and some key injuries. But I really think we’ll be best team in the division in the second half of the season.

I was lucky in Miami because I got to sleep in my own bed. Sometimes you need to feel that energy you get only from home. You’re living out of a suitcase in a hotel, and it’s just different when you sleep at home. It really helps to get yourself grounded and energized.

Little Gregor was so excited about being home. He was running all around the house and playing with his toys in the garage and swimming in the pool. My twin brother, Gregory, was visiting from Venezuela. He had never been to Miami. He loved it. We hung out and talked a lot and played video games. He hasn’t seen me play very much in the Major Leagues. I played well during the Miami series, and he kept telling me how proud he was of me. He said, “Next year you’re going to play in the All-Star Game!’’ What’s better than having your brother tell you how awesome you are?

It’s family day today for all the players and their families. We get the park to ourselves. Our kids play on the field. We eat some food. And this year we’re getting our photos taken with the three World Series trophies. I’ll try to post photos. We are all so happy to have an off day tomorrow. I think we’ll all just sleep! Stick with us, everyone! It’s going to be get better! Thanks for reading.

OK. Here are two photos. My son Gregor insisted I get my face painted.


Then we played ball. Somehow I could never get Gregor out! He got on base every single time!


Let’s Do This Again Tomorrow!

Well, when we start hitting, we really start hitting. Season highs for runs (13), hits (19) and extra-base hits (8) today. Chris Heston has been unbelievable on the mound AND at the plate. He’s gotten a hit in five of his last seven starts.

The eighth inning was a little weird, with the Padres scoring 6. That stuff happens sometimes, but we’re not used to it because our bullpen is so good. We just kept a good attitude like we always do. We thought, “OK, we’ve got to put at least one run on the board to give our pitcher a little breathing room,’’ and we scored four. That was huge.

It seems like a lot of guys are swinging the bat well lately, including me. I noticed on the scoreboard that my two hits today pushed me to .301, which makes me feel pretty good. The three RBIs today made me even happier. There’s no better feeling in baseball than helping your team win.

I’m grateful that I have no lingering symptoms from the concussion. That was definitely a weird experience. I felt dizzy when it first happened and had to really focus on catching the ball in the outfield. I was like, “OK something’s wrong.’’ But I didn’t want to panic, and I didn’t want my teammates to panic, especially Belt, who threw the ball that hit me. I didn’t want him to think about it. We had a day off the next day and had a hard time falling asleep and started to have headaches. At the ballpark the next day, I didn’t feel right. I talked to Belt, and said, “Hey, man, what do you feel when you have this?’’ He told me the symptoms, and I said, “Well, I feel the same thing.’’

So I slept a lot. I rested in a dark room by myself. That helped me heal pretty quickly. I still felt symptoms when I got back in the lineup. I had headaches, and I was told headaches were the last symptoms to go away. I could either play through the headaches, or rest until they’re gone. Either way, the headaches were going to go away. So I made the decision, “OK, let’s play.’’

Answers to your questions:

What do you do in order to adjust to a pitcher? Are there hitting exercises you do, do you practice against a LHP (like Bonds used to do) in between games, any tools (like batting machine, or one of the fancier batting practice tools, like there’s one on a stick that swing around as you hit it, or another that has a ball on a rope that you can hit over and over as it hangs in front of you, like this one: ) that you use, books you read (Ted Williams Science of Hitting?), or one of the Giants video training machines?

I don’t read hitting books or looking at hitting videos. Instead, I look at videos of our opposing pitcher — what kind of pitches, where he throws, when he throws them. I’m especially interested in what he does against lefthanders like me. Then I can think about my approach. We have a really nice pitching machine in the cage behind the dugout. It can throw almost anything you want from off-speed to a 95-mph fastball. If we’re facing a pitcher who favors a certain pitch, I’ll take some of those pitches before the game. But I don’t change my approach radically no matter who’s pitching. Mostly what I work on every day in the cage is using my hands, making my hands believe that they can hit the pitch without putting so much effort into the whole body. I keep that feel in my hands during the game. I don’t care who’s pitching. All I care about is always trusting my hands. Of course, I’ll adjust to a pitcher by waiting longer on off-speed pitches or taking fastballs earlier. But at the same time it’s all about just trusting my hands.

I understand why Mirna is superstitions about attending the games, but what about the boys? Can they come and watch the games?

The boys definitely come. Granger is in Venezuela until after the All-Star break, but he’ll come to every home game when he gets here. Gregor is with Mirna and me and comes to every game. He moves around the park and sits all over the place. I can see him sometimes in the left-field area, in the right field area. He could be anywhere. He yells out to me, “Papi, I’m right here!’’ We have a great babysitter who has been with us a long time, and she’s with him at the games. Gregor comes into the clubhouse a lot after games. Today was kind of like “Take Your Son to Work Day.’’  Romo and McGehee had a son in the clubhouse and Maxwell had two sons in there. Gregor was having a great time with all of them.

Do the Giants own their own plane or do they charter a private plane? How many people travel with you besides the players? Do you stay in hotels or does the home team provide housing for you? Do you and your teammates eat your meals together prepared by a Giants chef while you are away or are you on your own for meals?

The Giants got their own plane this season. Before that, I think it was all charters. Now all the seats are first-class seats. It’s a pretty nice way to travel. On the plane with us are the coaches, of course, plus the trainers and medical people, clubbies, broadcasters, media-relations guys, front-office people like the general manager and owners, plus other staff people.

We have a few trips a year when we can bring our wives, and the upcoming Miami and Washington DC trip is one of them. So Mirna and I will go on the team plane and Gregor will go with our babysitter on a commercial flight. The team always stays in great hotels on the road but we live just 10 minutes from the Marlins’ ballpark so we’ll stay at home. I can’t wait to sleep in my bed! We fly on Sunday after the game so we have a full day off in Miami. We’re going right to the beach. I love the beach. That night, I’m going to see if some of my teammates want to come over for dinner. I don’t know what their plans are. But it would be nice if they can see my house and we can hang out together and have a different kind of day than we usually do when we’re at a hotel.

As for the other part of the question about food: When we’re at the park the team chef cooks great meals for us. But when we’re not at the park, everyone eats on their own.

OK, I’m heading out to spend the evening with my family. It’s always nice to have a night to ourselves when we’re here in San Francisco. I’m not sure what we’re going to do, but being with Mirna and Gregor is all I need.

Thanks for checking in with me!

Pink or Blue Baby Shark?

On our off day in San Francisco last Monday, Mirna and I went to our OB-GYN doctor at UCSF to see how the baby’s doing and find out if we’re having a boy or girl.

We’ve both been really praying for a girl, though we didn’t have our hopes up. Girls are rare in both our families. I have all brothers. They have all sons. I have two sons. My wife had just brothers, and the one brother who has a child — you guessed it — has a  son.

We wanted a little girl. So we’re at the hospital and the doctor says, very casually, “Oh, it’s a little girl.’’

I was speechless. Mirna started crying. We were so happy and shocked. I had to tell myself, “Wow, I’m going to have a little girl.’’ Since then all I’ve thought about, “How am I going to treat her? What am I going to do when she’s fifteen years old and she has a boy over?’’

I think I’ll be there with a bat in my hand!

We left the hospital and went straight to the mall. We had an idea. We bought all-white clothes — pants and shirts for Gregor and me, and a dress for Mirna. She called a professional photographer, who brought pink balloons and little pink cupcakes. She took these wonderful photos of us. We posted them on Instagram with the announcement that we’re having a girl: “Thank God for this amazing gift to have l little girl in my family!’’

That’s how we surprised our family and friends.

Our little girl will be named Greta or Grecia, which is pronounced Gray-cia.

Little Gregor, who is four, is very excited. He gives kisses to his mama’s belly. My older son, Granger, had made it clear he wanted another brother.

“Well, that’s not going to happen,’’ I told him. “You’re the oldest one, and you need to take care of both.’’

“OK, I will,’’ he said. He’s actually really excited.

Thanks for sending in questions! It makes it easier to come up with something to write about!

Which pitcher do I like hitting against and which is the toughest? They’re not easy questions because it really depends on the particular day. You can feel great against a pitcher one day and can’t touch him the next. The toughest pitcher can be anyone. The best pitcher can be anyone. Depends on how you feel that day. But recently the toughest pitcher for me has been Aroldis Chapman with the Reds. He’s a lefty, which makes it more difficult to begin with. But he got me completely turned around when we were in Cincinnati a couple weeks ago. I faced him twice and struck out twice.

What do I think of having the DH in the National League? I don’t think we should change the game. The way it is is awesome. To have the pitchers hit, they really enjoy it. They prepare for it. They’re getting better at it, too. It used to be you throw three fastballs and they don’t even swing. Now they not only swing, they put the ball in play. And Bum can hit a home run off Kershaw! Why would we want to lose that? It’s awesome. Also we can bring players off the bench into the game. You maintain all your players, and everyone’s ready to play. When you have a DH, it’s harder to get guys into the game.

Will you wear your new ring to White house? Definitely. I might wear both!

Does Mirna go to the games and watch you? Not very often. She said, “Every time I go to the game, you don’t hit. When I don’t go, you hit homers. So I’m not going to watch you anymore.’’ She watches at home with Gregor. Especially now with being pregnant, she wants to relax and rest.

Do you spoil her with gifts? I always try to surprise her with things she likes, especially when I come back from the road. She likes like chocolates, so I bring her that sometimes. And I buy her flowers.

That’s about it. Looking forward to being back home after the game tomorrow night. We had a rough time in Colorado — a lot of time hanging out in the clubhouse waiting for the rain to stop. It was great to see us explode for a bunch of runs yesterday in Milwaukee. Nothing more fun than that.

See you back at AT&T on Thursday against Atlanta!

A New Month!

As you know, we’re not strangers to having to fight our way out of a bad stretch. That’s why no one in here panicked last month. We know how to come out of it, and it looks like we have. Or at least we’re in the process. And we still don’t have Cain or Hunter back.

Even in our World Series years, we never had the best team in baseball. We know we are always going to have to fight to win. We go into every game with the mentality that we fight for as long as it takes — whether we win by one run or ten runs, or get the ugliest win you can imagine. We don’t care. As long as it’s a W, we’re good.

What’s great is that no matter what’s going on — win or lose — we have a winning attitude every day we come to the park. I’m not playing every day but Maxwell is playing so well he should play. He makes the team better, if that means I’m on the bench, I’m like, “Go ahead, man. Do it. I think it’s awesome to see him play like this. I’ll have my opportunities. That’s how this team is. When Crawford is on the bench and Duffy is playing, Crawford is cheering the loudest for him. We’re a united team.

Here are some answers to questions you left for me in the comments section:

About keeping in touch with teammates in the off-season: I always try, but I know people are with their families. I’m going to start doing a little bit more with Petit, who is living in Miami, too. And Machi is going to live in Miami, and Sanchez, too. We can get a really great group together in Miami and hang out next off-season..

Best friend on the team? Crawford. We don’t hang out, but at the park we talk a lot and joke around and have a lot of fun during batting practice in the dugout and clubhouse.

What goes into the decision to steal a base? The first thing is to put pressure on the infielders, pitcher and catcher. The lead is really important. You can open a hole when you go to steal a base, and the middle infielders move. Maybe it allows the hitter to do a hit and run, for example.  When I’m going to steal, I’m aware of how high the pitcher kicks his leg. A high kick means it will take longer for the ball to get to home plate. I keep track of the count and when the pitcher is more likely to be throwing an off-speed pitch because that’s a good opportunity to steal a base.

Preference in batting order? Leadoff! It’s part of me since I was little, though wherever Bochy puts me, I’m happy to hit there. But every time I’m in the leadoff spot, I’m so excited — “Yeah, I’m in lead off!’’ I talk to my wife and my brothers — “Hey, man, I’m in the leadoff spot today!’’ Especially in the World Series, to bat lead off? I was so happy. That was a dream come true for me. I couldn’t believe that in the World Series I was leading off and playing center field. That was my dream when i was growing up.

My favorite meal that my wife Mirna cooks? Rice and chicken. It’s like a paella with all kinds of stuff but a lot of chicken. It’s really good.

Also, thanks to everyone for giving me such good ideas now what I should cook and eat when Mirna’s not with me. Rotisserie chicken, it is!

Thanks for reading. Go Giants!