Four years ago, a grudge was born between myself and DJ LeMahieu that will last until my dying breath. Mind you, he has no idea. But that’s not the point. The point is that four years ago today, Tim Lincecum pitched his last game in a Giants uniform. And it’s all (well, mostly) DJ LeMahieu’s fault.
A couple of days before this game, I realized it might be my last chance to see Lincecum pitch in person, as I’d never managed to time it right before. So I bought tickets on a whim, believing it would likely be Lincecum’s last start for the team, based on the way he’d been pitching and the fact that it was the last year of his contract.
However, while I fully expected a phantom injury list appearance or a move to the pen. I did not expect for him to leave the field with no fanfare after taking a line drive off of his pitching arm. In fact, we didn’t even know what happened. He’d already pitched so poorly to start the game, we all mostly assumed he was being pulled early.
And that was it for our Timmy. He came around now and again after his hip surgery, but never appeared in another game for the Giants and may never make another appearance even to get a well-earned goodbye or thank you from the fanbase.
So I ask you all now to take up the burden of the DJ LeMahieu grudge with me. Because blaming someone else for something we can’t control is the human way.