It was something I was talking to a friend of mine about. Sorry, I hadn’t noticed it had been beaten to death around here, I just wanted to see what people on this board thought about it.

No need to start banning people for taking an interest in your team, that’s how you loose fans.

That’s the kind of massive talent infusion the Giants need to their system if they want to compete in 2010, and the only guy with the kind of value to get that haul (and can be replaced with players already in the system) is Matt Cain.

And, the Giants have nobody to replace Cain (a 3-win pitcher) with. No body. I might disagree with that statement the most.

When you put it in chart form, that Zito contract is even more of a kick in the shorts.

He does have an accurate rifle for an arm, though it is not a cannon.

hes athletic. played with steve nash at santa cla…… head explodes

…wouldn’t it burn up rather than down?

And to sweeten the deal, we’ll send FP Santangelo along with Cain.

Yes, he stated he is finally willing to make some deals this winter

When Sabean tried to acquire hamsters for his kids, he ended up with a starved wolverine.

alex rios humor is still unfunny to me. wayyy to close to a possible (and horrible) reality

If there is heavy interest in Cain (as there very well should be) from multiple teams that is one way to drive up the price. You just need to be coy with how you put them on the market

hahhahaha….

“… profiles as a middle-of-the-rotation innings-eater.” I wouldn’t trade Haren where one of the major pieces is potentially a middle of rotation guy.

And Gonzalez, he was a 21 year old in AA, which is young-ish, but it was not like he dominated there, hitting .806 OPS there. Don’t know how Southern League compares to Eastern League but Bowker .886 in the EL and he barely made the Top 10 in OPS, if I remember right.

OK, MiLB Splits calculates this as his MLE for 2007 and 2008:

2007: .236/.282/.365/.647
2008: .248/.309/.348/.657

Which shows that Gonzalez probably has a lot of work to do before he becomes ready for the majors, unless he is one of those who get a lift when they make the majors because they were kind of slacking previously.

Just because these guys were Arizona’s best prospects don’t mean diddly because their best had already moved up quickly (Drew and Upton) and somebody has to make their Top 10 (much like the Giants during the 1990’s and early 2000’s until Cain made the scene).

This trade seems more and more like when the A’s traded Vida Blue to us for a pocketful of prospects/youngsters who weren’t really that good but at least he got a huge haul for Blue. Except that Haren, I think, was better, or at least on a better career trajectory, at the time of the trade than Blue was.

Sea otters (“I swim on my back and do cute little human things with my hands!”)

LOL Cats simply rule everything.

Does my grandmother’s stuff count as roommate stories?

Last time I vomited it was pretty epic. I flew Southwest from SFO to Phoenix last November to cover some Arizona Fall League games. I’m the sort of person who obsesses over things like schedules and itineraries and that to make sure I have all my times and dates and rules down cold. So when I arrived at the gate, stressed, dead-assed tired, and juggling a laptop, backpack, and venti (very hot) latte and saw that our flight was making a stop in San Diego, I was pissed. I get bad motion sickness on takeoffs and landings (as TK can attest to) so adding an unannounced stop to my flight meant more chances for me to hurl.

So I yelled at the clerk lady thing at the counter and she insisted all passengers were told of this DESPITE IT NOT SAYING THAT ON THE TRAVEL ITINERARY I PRINTED OUT THAT MORNING BEFORE I LEFT. After a while I said fuck it, whatever, took a handful of Dramamine, and stewed on the flight down to the desert.

On the way back, they pulled the San Diego shit again! This time I was so angry I just found the nearest lounge to my gate and pounded double shot vodkas…four double shots later I wobbled over to the gate to board the plane, and I was giddy. Very very giddy. After we took off I was barfy. Very very barfy. I puked in the lavatory sink, which was especially foul because of all the half-digested vodka in there.

Stewardess was nice though. She brought me a ginger ale to settle my stomach and kept asking me if I was okay.

Then the bastard airline lost my luggage on the connecting flight. Good god. If I didn’t have such a kickass time in Arizona I would classify it as the worst trip ever.

I don’t know what this game is, but I’m pretty sure I’m not going to like it.