Thursday, October 21, 2010
In a Silk Suit Trying Not to Sweat, Hittin' Somersaults Without the Net
Just as I foretold, the entire baseball world (outside of Bitterton, PA) is completely enamored with the San Francisco Giants. As they well should be, the Giants are amazing. From ballpark to blogosphere, they do it right. Except in the innumerable cases in which they don't.
The great and wonderful Tao got me thinking with a tweet last night, remarking that the Giants were in complete disarray just two seasons ago. This should, of course, provide hope for desperate souls wondering the Blue Jays wilderness waiting for their own blue and grey kitty adoption drive.
If you read me at Walkoff Walk, you know I'm slightly obsessed with the Giants. Having written about them so many times over the past two years, I can't say I'm anything other than flabbergasted they're one win from the World Series.
The Giants are having a magical season in which everything, every last required detail, goes right. It's an amazing thing to watch. That doesn't take away from the sheer volume of questionable moves made by their front office. Playoff Hero Cody Ross? A puzzling pickup who would have a nice warm seat on the bench if initial puzzling pickup Jose Guillen hadn't injured his right arm. Found money Pat Burrell? At home drinking Schlitz if free agent Mark DeRosa isn't nursing his rotten joints at home.
Which is to say nothing of the gift from heaven in the form of Tim Lincecum. Passed over by The Freak's hometown Mariners (in favor of Blue Jays stud Brandon Morrow - synergy!) basically saved Sabean's job.
Giants GM should be praised for getting a huge return on his tiny Aubrey Huff investment and getting something — anything — in return for Benjie Molina after re-signing the big catcher solely to milk Buster Posey's arbitration clock.
But this is still a team that hit every note this season, most importantly a little something called the historic collapse of the San Diego Padres. Again, I love the Giants and do not wish to diminish their accomplishment in any way. But if the team leading the AL East falls on its face, their are two other beasts (aka not the Rockies) waiting to slip into their place.
Which brings us back to the Jays and, incidentally, the Rays. The aforementioned Tao tweet provoked a response from author and general baller Jonah Keri. Jonah noted the same charge (team in disarray) applied to the Rays just three years ago. And look at them now! It is from this example, not the Giants Good Times Freak Out to the Promised Land, that we Jays fans must draw inspiration.
Because with AA at the helm and a solid pitching foundation in place, I feel a lot better about the Jays chances — the Jays process — than hoping a handful of beans turn to a golden beanstalk. Alex Anthopoulos's stewardship aims to put the Jays in a position to succeed year-in and year-out, not hoping for career years from Andres Torres and Sergio Romo.
Love the Giants, but they aren't playing the same game. Hope springs eternal but luck runs out. Building foundations out of sand and assorted cliches. Just keeping working.
Getty Images photo courtesy of Daylife.