Good morning, McCoven!
I wanted to take a moment to thank everyone who made it out to the game last night for the meet-up! I know I didn’t get to meet everyone, and I’m sorry about that. It seems that our block of seats was broken up when it didn’t sell out, so I wasn’t sure who all was there with us and who wasn’t if they didn’t introduce themselves. But thank you, even if I didn’t get to see you! (/waves to Gallo)
What a wild game it was, too. There was a feeling among everyone that it could be Bumgarner’s last start as a Giant, at least at Oracle Park. As we talked about during the game, it seemed alarmingly reminiscent of Tim Lincecum’s last start. At which I was also in attendance (and was nearly kicked out of the park for pointing out last night).
Both took come-backers to their pitching arm and were removed from the game very early. It was the last time Lincecum would ever pitch for the Giants, and we didn’t get to give him a proper send-off. Bumgarner, at least, got a standing ovation as he exited. (From everyone except the two lead writers of this site who immediately thought it was a hug watch situation, and got promptly chastised by jesus cat.)
I failed so much at this game. Due to the awkward angle of our view, I had a hard time seeing what was going on. And I had some medical stuff to deal with, so I missed a fair amount of set up for some of the bigger moments. For instance, when Austin Slater homered, I didn’t realize that I’d just witnessed my first in-person grand slam because I didn’t know the bases were loaded. And I thought that Alex Dickerson’s triple was a home run. I was kind of a mess.
But that didn’t stop it from being a fun night! Arguments were had (arguments that Carmen Kiew most definitely won in the end, with her prescient praise of Slater during the first inning), complaints were lodged about Paul Goldschmidt, and Bryan Murphy attempted to get the Dickerson chant started TWICE, with no luck. Someday, Bryan. Someday.
Anyway, it was an absolute blast, aside from Bumgarner’s injury. Euphorically celebrating a Pablo Sandoval home run with McCoven & family was a treat. And I’d like to give a special shout-out to the Rogues, who brought presents and were just a delight to finally meet. I wish I’d had the sense to get a group picture, but sadly I wasn’t at my best so I forgot until we had mostly all parted ways.
But there’s always next year! Thanks again, everyone, for helping to make our first annual (new) McC Meet-Up a success!