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Going Camping (Sort Of)

Just a quick post because I’m with my family and want to enjoy as much time with them as possible!

My wife and son and I flew to Miami after the game on Sunday. We saw our new house for the first time — it’s awesome. I bought it last year while it was still under construction. I just got the keys before I left San Francisco. My dad, my older son and some of my wife’s family joined us here from Venezuela.

There was nothing in the house when we arrived. Nothing. We bought air mattresses so we could sleep. We went to the store yesterday to buy dishes and all that stuff and some furniture. We got a couple of TVs and the cable guy hooked them up. So now we can watch the All-Star Game tonight. I doubt I’ll watch the whole thing. I’ll tune in during the late innings when our guys will get a chance to play. It’s exciting to watch them and cheer for them from home. They deserve it and I’m really proud of my teammates.

Mostly during the break, I want to let my body rest. We all need this break as a team. It’s good to clean our minds and hit reset and start fresh in the second half.

I want to say it’s awesome having Marco back. Everybody from the fans to the clubhouse guys are happy to see him here. And he’s really excited to be back. He said when he got here, it felt like the first day he made it to the big leagues.

In my last blog I wrote about my routine before games when I’m not in the lineup. So someone asked about my routine when I am in the lineup. I don’t do as much. I enjoy my time by myself and my teammates and conserve energy. I arrive around 2 for a 7 o’clock game. I stretch, do come core work, and take it easy. After batting practice, I have my meal — usually just a protein shake. I don’t like to eat much before a game. Then an hour before the game I sit in the hot tub, then take a nice shower and then stretch again. And right before the game, I hit a little bit in the cage and have one more stretch. Then I say to myself, “For the next three hours, play the best you can, give 100 percent and enjoy the game.’’

To answer another question, I follow the same routine at away games.

Someone else asked how I remind myself to stay within myself at the plate and not try to do too much. I don’t do anything special. If I put too much effort into one swing, I take a big breath and say to myself, “Remember who you are. Don’t try to do too much.’’
 
Thanks for supporting us through our tough stretch. Can’t wait for the second half, but right now it’s pretty nice here in Miami with my family.

Here are some photos from the first half of the season that I don’t think I shared before. Little Gregor really likes the microphone! And he loves Pablo.

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July 15, 2014

10 a.m.

 

A New Home, and a New Approach

The two big headlines for me since I last blogged:

We moved from Venezuela to Miami, and for the first time in 11 years I didn’t play winter ball.

 My wife and I bought a house in Miami last year with the money we earned from the World Series. If you’ve been watching the news, Venezuela isn’t a very safe place to be. It hasn’t been a safe place for a long time. I was there from Dec. 20 to Jan. 10 – 20 days – and personally witnessed three robberies. Everybody has been the victim of at least one crime.

Mine happened when I was 16. I was kidnapped for four hours with a gun to my head.

I had just signed a professional contract, and my mother bought me a car as a congratulations gift. I drove to the beach with my girlfriend. We stopped at KFC on the way back. When we were pulling out of the parking lot, a car hit us from behind. The driver told me we should exchange our insurance information somewhere else, so I followed him. I was just a teenager and didn’t suspect anything.

Then all of a sudden I see one guy over there, another guy here, and before I knew what was happening, they grabbed my girlfriend and me and forced us into the other car. They held a gun to my head while I called my mom and told her she had to pay $1,000 in ransom. I have since learned that the kidnappers don’t ask for a lot because they do this so often. They didn’t even try to hide their faces. That’s how sure they were that the police wouldn’t do anything.

My mom dropped the money where they told her then called to say it was done. They must have watched her because they let us go as soon as she called. I never saw my car again. The kidnappers were never caught.

Marco Scutaro told me his car was stolen once, and when the thieves found out it was his, they called him and returned it. Marco lives in Miami now. So does Pablo. When we were looking at the house we ended up buying, I asked the realtor about our potential neighbors in the gated community. She said about 95 percent of the homeowners were Venezuelan. Everyone wants a safer place for their families. I wish my dad and the rest of my family would move to Miami, but so far they want to stay with their friends and in the community they’ve known all their lives.

I’m so glad I didn’t play winter ball. The Giants pointed out that I had been playing baseball 11 years straight without a stop. My body needed a break. And some of my teammates – Hunter, Marco, Pablo, Buster – told me I’d have more endurance if I got stronger. They knew I was dragging sometimes as the season wore on.

So instead of playing winter ball, I worked six days a week with a trainer and changed the way I ate. I ate salads (no dressing, just lime and sea salt), vegetables and good fish (mahi-mahi and salmon) with no oil. In January I began introducing some carbohydrates back into my diet.The important thing is that now I look at food as fuel.

 

 

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From October 28 to the beginning of February, I didn’t swing a bat or throw a ball. That was hard. Baseball is such a part of me. Sometimes I’d go into the garage and hold a bat just because I missed it so much. But I think it was the right thing: I feel stronger, fresher and healthier than at any time in my life. I’m more explosive. My bat is faster. My legs are stronger. It’s exciting. And it’s fantastic to be back on the field.

Thanks for reading. Can’t wait to get back to SF and see everybody!

Sharing With My Brother

My dad can’t make it back from Venezuela for the playoffs – my first in the major leagues. But my 31-year-old brother Edward is here. I call him my brother because he grew up in my house. He’s actually my cousin. My uncle couldn’t raise him so my mother took him in, and we’ve been like brothers ever since. I love him. He hadn’t taken a vacation from his job for five years, so his boss told him to go visit me and see the San Francisco Giants. He arrived three weeks ago – his first visit to the United States. He’s been having a great time in San Francisco. He can’t believe how beautiful it is. I’m so happy he can be here, especially for this weekend. He never played baseball himself, but he loves it.

Pablo and Marco Scutaro have talked to me a little bit about what the playoffs are like. They told me things change in the playoffs – every single pitch counts, nobody’s thinking about their own numbers, all that matters is figuring out how to win. But at the same time, you have to keep doing what you’ve done all season. Not put more pressure on yourself. I’ve played in championship games back home. We had 20,000 people in the stadium instead of 40,000 like here. But the 20,000 are really, really loud. So I think I have at least some sense of what it will be like.

I don’t know when I’ll be playing. But I’m ready. I’m glad we have practice this afternoon so we can all be together and have our usual routines. This team has a great combination of energy and calm. I can’t imagine anything rattling anyone. I’m really thankful to be a part of it, and to have my wife, son and brother here at the park sharing it with me.

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