Hi, I’m Bryan Murphy, managing editor of McCovey Chronicles. I created an account for this site at some point in 2008 and then I forgot my username and password, so I created a new one in 2009 and I’ve been here ever since. It’s been quite a ride. Does that mean you could some day rise from lowly troll commenter to the managing editor? I don’t see why not. All you have to do is put yourself out there.
We here at McCovey Chronicles are a somewhat close knit group of weirdo Giants fans who sometimes refer to ourselves as the McCoven. Don’t let that intimidate you. All weirdos are welcome. Are you a former John Bowker booster? You have a place here. Can you argue the merits of Aaron Fultz? Do you still believe in Alex Hinshaw? Have you forgotten birthdays, anniversaries, and account numbers because you know everything about the 1992 season and don’t have any more room left in your brain? Welcome.
Just like when I joined in 2009, this is a perfect time to test the waters. “Transition” years are the stuff of beautiful frustrations. Losing inspires fandom. And who knows, ten years from now, you could be celebrating along with a bunch of internet commenters the latest trio of Giants championships.
If you don’t want to introduce yourself here, check out today’s BP post. Every morning we put up a “BP thread” — the BP stands for Blogging Practice a la batting practice and, yeah, I get it, it’s not funny — and this is where most of the community interacts throughout the day. It’s a message board/chat room hybrid. Talk about what you plan to eat for lunch, an interesting map you saw, or maybe even reply to that morning’s BP prompt (lol just kidding — nobody does that). BPs are where the site’s “denizens” hang out for most of the day until the GameDay Thread that goes up, usually an hour before first pitch, but today it will be about 30 minutes before.
Feel free to comment on any post and don’t feel pressured to make a big splash. I did a lot of lurking myself back in 2009 before coming out of the woodwork around the time of this:
At least, that’s how I remember it. Now, who are you?