San Francisco Giants: Hope springs eternal during stretch drive


Oct 31, 2014; San Francisco, CA, USA; The San Francisco Giants team poses for photos during the World Series celebration at City Hall. The San Francisco Giants defeated the Kansas City Royals in game seven of the World Series. Mandatory Credit: Ed Szczepanski-USA TODAY Sports

People! People. Calm down, take a chill pill, eat a red—whatever it takes to shake the anxiety.

We’ve been here before. When? I’ll give you a hint: the last time our Giants had this kind of year, Obama was president, Bruce Bochy was our skipper, Brandon Crawford was at short, Brandon Belt was at first, Buster Posey was catching, Madison Bumgarner was our ace and Joe Panik played second. Wait…Panik has only been with the team since June 2014.

That’s right. Last year at this time, we were singing the same old song.

Those of you who know me well know that I don’t throw away anything—seriously, not one thing. BFFs Vickie, Sherry and Gina are all nodding in agreement. Because they’ve tried, with little success, to get me more organized.

Scrap of paper with illegible notes scribbled on it? Keep it. I may be able to decipher it someday…and what if it turns out to be important?

I have homework papers from sixth grade. Reports from high school. My study guides for the bar. I have it all. Because you never know when that kind of stuff will come in handy. I have computer storage disks with documents piled on them, but no machine that can read them. Yes, I’m keeping my floppy disks—isn’t everyone?

But with this new storage system—the cloud—the sky is literally the limit.

What’s my point? All that to tell you this: I have every blog post I’ve ever written.

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Last year, I posted every day to my own website,, and I wrote a recap for each game or series in 2014. I thought it would be interesting to see what was on our minds a year ago. So I looked it up.

Exactly one year ago today (to the date!) I wrote a blog post that I entitled—you’re not gonna believe this—”Mama said there’d be days like this.”

Can you believe that? I said that just the other day.

Here’s all of what I said:

"In case you didn’t know, the Giants lost last night. I’m disappointed, dismayed, disconcerted, dissatisfied and other disses too numerous to mention. But I’m going to stop short of discouraged. All the disses I mentioned earlier are temporary states of mind—they typically signify a feeling about something in the past–the types of feelings that will go away before the 1st pitch of the next game. But discouraged signifies no hope and I always have hope. I am a Giants fan. Hope is my middle name.Before the 1st pitch of last night’s game I had hope. Hope stayed with me right up to the last pitch. Alexander Pope, in An Essay on Man, said “Hope springs eternal in the human breast…” Pope would have loved baseball.There are 162 games in a regular baseball season. The Giants are going to lose a few along the way. They’re also going to win a few. We can’t lose hope now—there is plenty of baseball left.Hope. Because when my mama told me there’d be days like this, she said it wouldn’t be every day."

That’s what I wrote exactly one year ago today. At the time I wrote that, the Giants had just finished game four of a five-game skid, which included (ironically) being swept by the Kansas City Royals. We were 63-56 with a .529 win percentage. Right now our numbers are 59 and 52 with a .532 win percentage. We were in second place in the NL West behind the Dodgers.

This is not uncharted territory. As Yogi Berra once said: “It’s like deja vu all over again.”

We all know what happened last year. Let’s face it: Our Giants don’t give up and neither should we. So chin up, Giants fans. There’s still hope.

We got this.