To paraphrase the Pet Shop Boys, “What did we…what did we…what did we do to deserve this?”
Since the last two games for the Giants have been long and bitter, I’m going to make this one short and sweet…
Ah, baseball. The smell of grass, hot dogs and garlic fries in the air…and the chance to whine about Bruce Bochy’s lineup...
I’m usually not much for alliterative headlines, but Sanchy-squared was super-sweet tonight! Wait, I almost did it again. I think I’m delusional...
If you all will excuse me, I’m going to channel Bill Simmons for a moment (and not just because of the name...
What I’m about to write either proves my amazingness as a fan or indicts me for being exactly the type of Bay...
Yeah, I know: real original headline. Sorry, nothing else comes to mind. Seeing the Giants play this way at home reminds me...