There was no more fitting way for the Giants to win the National League last night. None.
Juan Uribe, who has delivered clutch hit after clutch hit all season for the Giants did it again with his go-ahead and eventual game winning solo homer in the 8th.
The bullpen was dominate, yet again, something we’ve become accustom to throughout the season.
The defense, maybe not the most fleet footed unit in the land, did their job and if they got a glove on it – they made the play.
And as shown by the gutty performances of Javier Lopez, Jeremy Affeldt, Madison Bumgarner, Brian Wilson, and even Tim Lincecum – the Giants, are a team. A collective unit of guys who play together, not for themselves. If you can’t fall in love with that, then you really shouldn’t be following sports.
It’s been an amazing and unexpected run for the Giants. Other than about 25 guys that wear black and orange (and some of them might have even been suspect), almost nobody thought the Giants could end up where they’re going. Sure, we all said “if the Giants make it, they could do some damage with their pitching”….I guess we were right there, huh? But to overtake the Rockies? The Dodgers? Not to mention all of the potential Wild Card teams we’d have to fight through? Our average, at best, offense? And you know what? Maybe we were right. Let’s face it, this team was floundering before Buster Posey was called up and Pat Burrell was signed on May 29th. But then things changed. And then came the trade deadline where the Giants picked up two intricate bullpen parts, one of which has rivaled Cody Ross for impact in the playoffs. And oh yeah, speaking of that Cody Ross guy…he’s done okay the past few weeks, I guess.
It’s safe to say the Giants are a vastly different squad than the one that rolled out of Spring Training, so the lack of optimism at the time was understandable. But now, the Giants are four victories away from winning a World Series. Torture never felt so sweet.
This is by far the most fun I’ve ever had as a Giant fan and I’m sure many feel the same. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved the Jeff Kent/Barry Bonds years. And while I was young, the 1989 run was amazing. But to watch this collective group of guys – their fun loving loose ways….their cohesiveness…their white knuckle games…the glory of the team…you can’t beat that.
So with that said, a collective thank you to the players and management for this fantastic season and let’s enjoy this for a couple days before the World Series starts.
Go ahead – say it….National League Champions…
Sounds delicious, doesn’t it?