Idiots Write About Sports

It’s nice to know that although I think I am alone, sitting on my couch watching Giants games, I am in fact a member of a nation of Giants fans who sits on their couches and thinks the same thoughts.

Like the one Marty Cortinas of Across the Seams had last night: Where is the Padres’ scouting department, and did they not talk to Jay Witasick?

The Padres lost the game last night to the Giants in part because of one terrible, terrible pitch: a first-pitch fastball from erstwhile World Series Loser Jay Witasick to Happy Pete himself, Pedro Feliz.

The word is out on the street. The broadcasters know it and the fans know it: Feliz can’t really hit the curve, but he clobbers fastballs, especially of the first-pitch variety. The Astros made him look like a boob in Houston by feeding him curves and change-ups. But in San Diego, Witasick grooves him a fastball on the first pitch. And on goes the 10-man, 8th inning rally that gets the Giants to .500 headed back to San Francisco for today’s home opener.

I’ve never been to Opening Day, and this will be no exception, but I’m only about three blocks away so I’ll get to stand out on the fifth-floor terrace outside my office and watch the flyover and the fireworks. Then watch the game on TiVo when I get home, after traveling from work to home in the information-protection shroud known as the iPod.