Why I Rooted For San Francisco

While perusing the blogs during my limited off-hours, it seemed to me that people rooting for the San Francisco Giants to win the World Series were few and far between.  It could be that I didn’t frequent enough blogs from the other side of the spectrum, but that was my impression.

San Francisco has become my second favorite team, but it’s mostly for personal reasons.

Anyone who knows me and my history with my fiance will understand why this card is hanging on our refrigerator.

Don't Jump Texas fans -- it's so cliche

I absolutely love the city (but only in small chunks, I couldn’t stand living there), and I feel a deep connection to it as if it were my second home.  Without going into too much detail, whenever someone mentions “San Francisco” it brings a flood of emotions to my head and heart.  The city has become a symbol of sorts.  We both have friends that live out there, and I wouldn’t be surprised if we made it out there yearly from here on out just because we miss it.

Something to know about my fiance is that she is very anti-sports.  She prefers the Puppy Bowl to the Super Bowl (although, who doesn’t deep down?).  The fact that I’m a Cubs fan worried her early on, because she abhors the Cubs because of their fans.  I can understand her feelings, because all she’s experienced is the d-bags and trixies walking around Wrigleyville in droves after the game drunk out of their mind asking everyone on the street what was the score, even though they were either at the game or at a bar watching the game.  You know, the people who are there just to be there and treat it like the world’s biggest sports bar.

But there is another set of Cubs fans, and I’d like to think we’re in the majority.  We’re the type that go to actually enjoy the game.  The ones that understand the nuances of the game and appreciate legitimate effort and are there to razz the players who give less than.  The ones who will give a standing ovation to Alfonso Soriano when he lays down a sacrifice bunt for the first time in his career.  The ones who will boo Alfonso Soriano for admiring his fly ball that hits the wall, limiting himself to a long-ass single.

I got off on a tangent.  This girl, who abhors sports became a Giants fan.  She went to many games with her roommate just to get out of the house, and found that she enjoyed it.  She was even witness to history.

Still not getting much baseball card love, even after the no-no

Yes, she saw Jonathan Sanchez’ no-hitter in person.  I won’t lie.  I was extremely jealous inside.  Mostly because I very nearly made the decision to drive up to Milwaukee for the Cubs/Astros make-up game a year before, but thought “better” of it at the last second, and ended up missing Carlos Zambrano’s no-hitter.  So, I sort of felt like she saw the no-hitter that was meant for me.  Weird, right?  Anyway.  She likes going to Giants games.

The big surprise of the year to me was that I got her out to Wrigley Field – her most hated of all hated places.  Of course the Cubs were facing the Giants.  It was a great experience for both of us, even though there were a couple rain delays and we had to leave before the game was over (Giants won 1-0 on a Buster Posey HR that happened after we left).  We connect on every other level, and now we were finally able to connect about sports.

So, it was only natural that I came to like the Giants, because they’re her team.  I think if I didn’t have that connection, I would still be rooting for whatever NL team was there.  I’m sick of the AL being touted as the dominant league and unbeatable and blah blah.  My personal motto is that if a team beats my team, they better when the whole damn thing, because that just means it was fate.

The San Francisco Giants beat my team (but who didn’t this year?), and they ended up winning it all.  And I couldn’t be happier.

Oh, and through watching the games, I’m now strongly considering adding another member to my collection.

Gotta love the Sneaks

Dude can flat-out pitch, and I can’t get enough of his interviews.  Sure, he kind of comes off like a dick, but the fact that he interjects personality and is having fun with baseball in every way possible is great.  The only drawback is that it’s another pitcher and I already have 3, including 1.5 closers.  I don’t know.  He would be easy to pursue with so few cards.

Anyway, what I’m trying to say is congratulations Giants!  If the Cubs can’t do it next year (and they can’t), then I hope you do it again!

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