With the San Francisco Giants so generously granting me press access to any regular season game I could cover last season, I ended up only attending two games as a fan. The first was with my buddy a couple weeks before his first kid was due (sort of a “Jon Goodbye Tour” of sorts). The best part of that game, a 6-4 loss to the Brewers on a Friday night in May, was the beer we drank beforehand.
The second happened to be the most memorable game at AT&T Park all season.
One could make an argument for the NL West clinching game. But that was more about the postgame celebration than the game itself, which occurred with plenty of season remaining and wasn’t all that close (an 8-4 win over San Diego).
Matt Cain’s perfect game was an even bigger blowout over an even worse team during the middle of the season, but that didn’t do anything to remove the heart pounding, anticipatory cheering or wild celebration afterward.
And I was there, in a lower box seat down the right field line instead of the press box. Why? We owed two friends of ours who live in Portland a Giants game (I don’t even remember why at this point, and it doesn’t matter). After our original plans to attend the game against the Astros the night before fell through because my wife had a work thing come up, we ended up seeing Cain vs. J.A. Happ. Talk about dumb luck.
And to think, I complained about having to resell the previous game’s tickets at a net loss and buy four more seats … sometimes I should think before I whine. I’m sure I’ll learn that lesson one of these years.
Giveaway time: Perfect Gift
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I tried to stay awake but I did hear my husband and son celebrating after the final out was recorded. At least I watched the replay and was very proud of what he accomplished. Came close before but this one was perfect.
I was at home in Washington DC where the game started at 10 pm. I watched the first couple of innings before dozing off with the giants up comfortably against the horrible Astros. Needless to say, I wasn't exactly worried about this game going in nor when I fell asleep. An hour or two later my phone starts ringing. I thought I was dreaming and ignored it. Then it rings again, I click the button to ignore the call, without looking at who it was. This same scenario happens 5 or 6 more times before I start getting angry and decide to pick up the phone to tell whoever it was to stop calling me. I look at the caller ID and noticed that it was my dad. What could he possibly want at 2 am my time that can't wait until the morning? Finally I answer the phone, he explains to me what is happening, I bolt up, turn on my MLB.tv and watch the last two innings with him on the phone from SF. I had never been so glad to be suddenly woken at 2am.
I was watching with my 3 yr old son on our couch because my wife had fallen asleep despite my best attempts to keep her awake. My son was confused as to why I was throwing him in the air and squeezing him so tight. He didn't quite get the concept of "perfect game" but if you ask him to pick Matt Cain out of a lineup he can do it 10 out of 10 times as a result of that game...except he calls him Matt Came. True father-son bonding moment to say the least.
I was at home in Austin watching it on TV (MLB Extra Innings to get out of town games). Count me in for the drawing! Go Giants!!
I was finishing a softball game. Had the game recorded and got a call about the 5th inning. Left the game, drove home at about 80 and walked in just in time to see Gregor Blanco go all Gregor Blanco on us.
I was working from home on and off all day. Fed the kids dinner and used the evening to catch up. We finally settled in on the game around the 5th inning. During the 7th we pretty much didn't move. Even during pitches in the 9th, I was still answering emails because that's what I was doing in the 7th. Only when the perfect game was complete did I leave my seat.
I was doing an internship at the time where one of my jobs was to log Giants games. I got off work at 8pm, so I logged the first two innings. When I left, I told everyone that I had to get home in time to see the end of this perfect game he was about to throw (no joke). I listened on the radio in my car, and I was home by the fourth inning. When I walked in the door no one in my house was watching, and I yelled for everyone to come watch because Matt Cain was throwing a perfect game. I don't think I sat down after the 5th inning, and I got to watch history be made with my dad.
In my apartment in Brooklyn watching on my laptop via MLB.tv - seemed like just another game until about the 7th.
We were on vacation, watching this on the TV in the hotel room! It's lucky we are both avid sports fans because spending a vacation day holed up in a hotel room might not fly too well if both spouses aren't beyond excited about watching the best game in history! The blu-ray set would be fantastic!
I could have been at the game myself, watching from the lower level on the first base side, near the Astros' dugout. I could have been one of the 42,000 or so to watch the game in person with my parents. Instead, I was at home, watching it on TV from the couch. So why didn't I go? Well, it was a special night or my parents: their anniversary. I know better to intrude on a special occasion like that, baseball or no. All I did was exchange texts with them as the game went on. "Cain's perfect so far!" "What a catch by Blanco!" And at the end, my dad sent me a picture of the scoreboard with all those beautiful zeros lined up in a row.
I was there. Sitting in the left field bleachers with my girlfriend, twin brother, and his date. I have multiple cell phone videos to document my massive amount of profane language and excitement when the game was over. Perfect view of Blanco's dive. Melky was hidden behind the wall when he made the warning track catch so I didn't cheer until everyone else cheered. Giants photographers out among fans took a picture of my girlfriend and I so we saved that and the ticket. Great night. At about the fifth inning we had to turn and look at the screen to double check what we thought the stats were. Still get chills thinking about it. Sorry about the terrible grammar. My iPhone is difficult for me to see sentences as a whole.
I was on here thumbs downing Stan posts
I was in the middle of a really bad cold and I had just taken NyQuil at around the 5th inning. Come innings 7 and 8 I was in bed doing everything to keep my eyes open, by the end of the 8th my adrenaline was going it didn't matter. Come the 9th (after not talking to my wife for a hour because I didn't want to jinx it) I said "this is history." I called my dad and we watch the end together
On my couch. I remember thinking around the 4th, "wow, Matty is really cruising tonight. I wonder if he's perfect so far. No, I can't look it up, that'll jinx it. I'll just keep on watching"
I was in section 137, row 12, seat 6. My birthday is on the 17th of June, and I wanted to go to a game as part of my celebration, so I had to decide between going on the the 13th or the 14th since those were the only home games closest to my birthday. I ended up choosing the game on the 13th since it was a night game and it allowed my friends to go to work that day and then leave early for the game. It was an Off the Cove night, so not only did I eat dinner from my favorite food trucks in the city AND get a free shirt AND drink heavily in the parking lot prior to the game, but I also sobered up enough in time to experience the best game I've ever watched. EVER. To be at the park and to be able to experience Cain's Perfecto like that was the best birthday I can ever have.
I was home (Chico) for a short trip from Montana, and had attended game 1 of that series the night before! Originally wanted tix for game 2 (perfecto), but it didn't work out... then it REALLY didn't work out! At any rate, I was at my lifelong buddy's (who moved to Big Sky Country and back with me) place. We didn't miss a minute of it, and I jumped into his arms after the final out. Will definitely go down as one of the all-time great memories in my fan hood.
I had just gone to the Bumgarner game the day before. After work I checked online and saw that someone was offering an extra ticket for the game that night. I wanted to, badly, but couldn't justify a second consecutive night at the park, to say nothing of having committed to meeting up with a friend from out of town. We were walking back from Corona Heights through Buena Vista when I checked my phone and realized what had just happened. I alternated between trying to explain to him what had just happened and kicking myself for passing up the chance. I learned a lesson, though. While on the shuttle to work on the day of Game 1, I chatted with a student and described remarkable path of the Giants' postseason. When she said that should couldn't believe that I wasn't going to the game, I hedged and quibbled, then realized that I could be doing it to myself again. When I got to the office, I got online, bought an SRO ticket, and told my boss that I was leaving. It worked out okay.
I was AT THE GAME. Lower Box 129, row 13. Part of the "Bullpen Bum" regulars out there by the bullpen mound. My wife was out of town for work (she is still mad about missing it), and I sold the extra ticket out in front of the stadium for $10. Sigh. wish I that 2nd ticket stub, instead of that $10. LOL me.
Shoot. I meant Blanco's catch, not Pagan.
I was in Disneyland with my wife and kids. I was checking the score as I usually do, and checking for hits as I do with every Cain start. I remember when Cain first came up Krukow would say he had no-hit stuff. Since then I've always checked Cain's starts for a no-no. I remember checking in the 5th and seeing if he had given up any hits yet. He hadn't, but he'd gone several times through the fifth with no hits, so I didn't think much of it. After the 6th I started to get more invested, and started neglecting my family more. I started checking my twitter, where I saw all the reactions to the Pagan play, which I replayed for my wife on my MLB app. During the 7th we got on the train at main street and took it to the fantasyland stop. We then got on Its a Small World just as the 8th inning was winding down. It was then that I remembered I could listen to the KNBR broadcast on my phone! So my 7 year old and I huddled around my phone and listened to the final 3 outs. At the last out I cheered, and my son asks me, "Dad, is this a good time for a high five?" "Perfect time buddy." The gravy on top was the fact that we were sitting in front of two Dodger fans when it happened. The guy was actually pretty nice, was excited about it. His other half asked if I had the score to the Dodger game.
Lower Box, Sec 127, Row 11. It was incredible. Obviously.
I was studying at Boston University at the time and consequently was asleep by the 4th inning. A friend called to wake me in the 7th inning and I opened my computer to watch the stream. Naturally, the stream did not work and I was forced to literally sprint 7 blocks at 12:30am to bars on Landsowne street by Fenway Park. Again naturally, all the bars were closed by 12:45am EST. Luckily, TVs at Game On were still on and I was able to watch an ESPN live look in through the glass. When Cain completed the perfect game, I was the only soul on Lansdowne street and I was screaming my lungs out. Pretty epic, If I may say. I did what any true Giants fan without means of watching the game would do: Sprint my asss off to the nearest bar. It paid off.
I was watching it at home. However, the crappy thing about it was, as a season ticket holder, I had a ticket to the game. I had all intentions to go, but last minute, my pop bailed on me and none of my friends wanted to go. Lots of "it's gonna be hella cold tonight" responses left me without a baseball partner for the evening. Then, I sold the tickets well below face value to one if the Scalpers on 3rd near the parking lots...so you can imagine my elation (for my favorite player Matt Cain getting a perfect game) and my horror (realizing that I could have seen my first, and probably only perfect game, but instead I sold my ticket to a scalper who low-balled me by a good $20).
I was at my Dad's house after school. I believe we started eating dinner when the game had started. I remember the guy with the crazy water hose jet pack and they kept showing him on the broadcast. During the second inning I had to go back to my Mom's house and watch history, listened to the 2-3 innings on KNBR. My family and I almost had a heart attack when Joaquin Arias stepped back to throw a bullet into Belt's glove. Glad I was able to watch a superb game.
I was at work, copy editing sports at The Fresno Bee. I didn't know he even had a no-no going until I heard a roar from the sports department and looked up to see the replay of Blanco's amazing catch. Then I realized what was going on and kept my eye on the game till the end. The 9th was brutal. The most fun night of the regular season at work.
I was in my apartment in Davis, where I go to college. I was watching the game with the roommate while doing linear programming homework. Although, the game was much more interesting, so I ended up getting very little homework done. I will always remember screaming after Blanco's catch and crying after Arias threw the ball to Belt and the runner was called out. What an amazing moment, and one that I will definitely not forget.
I use to run this small water store, and I ended up putting an out of order sign on the front door and locking up in the fifth inning, left the store a couple hours early, drove to my parents house, picked up my old man, went to a little sports bar and watched the rest of perfection with the person that taught me to appreciate and love moments like that.
I was at my parent's house for our regular Wednesday night dinner when the game started. I had gone to the game the night before and had just finished telling my folks about how exciting it was to sit on the club level for the first time and see MadBum hit his first homerun- I was on a baseball high and felt there really wasn't a better experience than the one I'd just had. I watched the first few innings (and laughed at jet pack guy) with my parents and then headed home, listening to knbr in the way. I arrived home in the 4th or 5th inning and never moved from my couch for the rest of the game. I had chills, I had tears. It was the best game I've ever seen!
I was at the game all the way up in section 336. Still can't believe I was there.
I was at home listening to the game on KNBR and reading tweets from you, Henry Schulman, Giants Nirvana and Andrew Baggarly about the game.
My wife graduated from her Master's program the day he threw his perfect game, so I was all over the place. I watched the first couple of innings out of the corner of my eye at the restaurant we went to for dinner, listened to an inning or so on the way home, and then finished the game in the fetal position at our apartment.
For the first eight innings I was at work, following the game on the ESPN GameCast (because KNBR cuts games out of their streaming broadcast). Then for the ninth I went to the company fitness center which has TVs, and watched the sweet finale. Dragged a few other coworkers (who needed some help understanding why this was "a thing") along.
Toast from work. Sound down on tube , speaking with non Giant Friend on phone, she does not clue me in. Scrawl says blow out score. Finish call, crank stress relieving rock music through headphones while watching action THEN. - the camera and I are fixated on a beautiful woman in the stands, I'm thinking she's beautiful, (Mrs Cain) she's PERFECT, rip off the headphones to find out who she is - and presto - baseball history delivered by the best announcers in baseball.
I was at home watching with my family! We let our son stay up an hour and a half past his bedtime to see the final out!
I was at home for most of it, then I went to a bar where I dj and watched the last two innings on the tv there.
oh man that was awesome. i was sitting at home watching the game by myself, while reading a book. so i was only half paying attention. around the 6th inning i realized he hadn't given up a hit yet, but it wasn't until the 7th that i realized he hadn't given up ANYTHING yet. i got super nervous and put my book away and stared at the tv riveted. i did not move unless we were batting, when i would run to the bathroom or tweet my nervousness. those last 2 innings were amazing, and stressful. cain has been my fave pitcher for years, so i was extra pleased
It was the second to last day of school for me, and I had a math final the next day. Usually I have swim practice in the afternoon, but we had it earlier in the day so I was able to watch the entire game. I have grown up with Matt Cain as my favorite player, and had been to the home opener where he only allowed a hit to the opposing Pirates pitcher. I remember thinking, what a Matt Cain way to not throw a perfect game, he just wanted to show the other pitcher some love! Anyways, I promised myself before the game started that as soon as Cain gave up a hit I would start studying for my math final. I had to go to the bathroom starting in the 3rd inning, but refused to get up. By the 7th inning, I had never been so nervous in my life, and when Blanco made his catch, I started crying. I never did end up studying for my math final.
I was at a pizza parlor for a swim team board meeting. I could see the game on TV but no sound, and of course I had to pay attention to the meeting. I always record EVERY #SFGiants game, so I knew i would be able to re-watch the game later. Several other Giants fans on the board, along with myself realized about the end of the 4th inning that the Astro's still had no hits. When the meeting was over I raced home to catch the 6th inning on. It is still on my DVR at home and I have watched it again at least 5 times.
I was at home working on graduation gifts for my 2 cousins. We were heading to San Diego the next day so I was last minute preparing their gifts. My boyfriend and I were oblivious to what was going on until they showed a shot of his wife then it hit us. I remember standing up for the ball hit to Blanco totally losing my shit thinking it was all over until he saved the day with that mind blowing catch. We sat there in awe for the rest of the game and when it was over I couldn't help but get a little teary eyed (or a lot). My little sister sent me a very entertaining text after, "His wifey was totes insta tears" she said which cracked me up. My poor mother was already down in SD with a house full of non-baseball fans and no one could fathom what had just happened. That was a truly unforgettable day.
I was at home sitting on my couch by myself. My dad watched the first few innings with me, but then went downstairs to work. However, not before i called the PG in the fourth inning! When it was finally about to happen i screamed for him to come up an watch.. It was one of the most exciting things and I loved sharing it with my dad like we did watching the 2010 world series together. Made up for being across the country during the 2012 postseason and not being able to share that together.
Section 335 with my wife. But the best part about the night was that I bought the tickets in March. Because of my work I can only attend games on Wednesdays. So before the season started I bought every Wednesday game that was available. Low and behold I hit the baseball lottery and saw one of the most memorable moments in SF baseball history, something I will never forget.
I ended up watching it at home because I passed up on tickets the night before. I totally regretted my decision! WOW. Just WOW. Facepalm. Why did I decide not to go again? The Giants had already broken so many records in the season and for Cain to come out and pitch a perfect game? Hey now, did anyone see that coming? Throwing the most pitches in a MLB perfect game, the most runs scored by any team in a perfect game + being the ONLY pitcher to score a run in his own perfect game? Everything went right that night and Houston definitely had a 'problem'. A perfect work horse after 130 years. After jumping up and down crazily and high-fiving and hugging the heck out of my family, somehow it didn't matter where I was. Celebrating that moment in history was enough to make me forget the regret...although it would have been amazing to see it live. I hope we can see him pitch another perfect game in this lifetime. Lesson learned. Do not pass up on any opportunities. You never know...
Living 9 hrs ahead in Germany I put on the game on mlb.tv on my computer when I got up around 6 a.m. It was just in the middle innings and the tension began to rise. Unfortunately right after the Blanco catch I had to leave for the train station to reach my commuter train. But, thanks to 3G technology I was able to listen to the rest of the game on my phone. The other commuters must have wondered, why I was cheering and grinning after Dave Flemmings call of the last out...
I was with my sister celebrating her birthday. And after the second inning i started telling my family that this was going to happen. Nobody believed me....After the fifth inning my sister was on board.....and after Blancos catch.....we knew it was fate. She recently had her first child in november and I tried hard to get her to name it matty or Cain..... sadly that didn't happen.
My story is similar to Rally's. I lurk in Long Beach (still considered Dodger country though geographically closer to Los Angeles of Anaheim Angel Stadium). The game wasn't shown on any channels and so I was covering the game on MLB's game tracker. Luckily the MLB network came to their senses and the live feed from San Francisco came through. That game forced my hand to buy MLB.tv so I didn't miss any more historical feats. Go Giants
I was in lower box, row 4. I almost didn't go because I had some work to do but I went anyway. When it started to become a blowout I told myself I would leave as soon as Cain gave up a hit. Never so happy to blow off work.
I was at home with my 8 month pregnant wife, working on the finishing touches of our baby girl's room. As the game went on, I went from half listening to fully listening, to curled up with my wife and our lab (McCovey) as Cain put the finishing touches on history. Any discomfort or pain she was experiencing was gone and we celebrated though the night. One f the most memorable nights of our pregnancy for sure. I can't wait to tell our daughter all about it!
I was driving home from work, heard it was a blow out and turned it off. Got home and was eating dinner, and my bro texted me and told me to turn it on. I watched it via mlb.com. And then I listened to the postgame show on knbr.
I was at home, watching the game on the couch. My wife was bugging me to change the channel to watch something she wanted to see. I told her I would as soon as Cain gave up a hit. The channel never budged.
My wife had planned a week prior to take me to the game with my two sons and daughter for fathers day. Lets just say as a diehard Giants fan it was the best fathers day gift ever!! The best part was seeing the perfecto with my boys who were on the edge of their seats after Blanco made the sensational catch. Will never forget the electricity of the crowd and how lucky my 6 year, 9 year old, wife, and I were to see a perfect game. It was definitely a great night and fathers day gift.