Showing posts with label Mark Kotsay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mark Kotsay. Show all posts

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Confessions of a No Filtered Padres Blogger

Some of you have tweeted me to ask why I stopped writing mid-season, which was just weird because I didn't think anyone actually read this or gave a shit about it. Either way, the answer is simple, I was no longer having fun with this, Twitter, the Padres and everything in between. You kind of lose any motivation you had when your team plays like shit and people you considered friends go out of their way to be an asshole to you while your world feels like it's falling apart. With that said, I kept trying to convince myself that I would start writing again before the regular season ended and well, it's now the postseason. Oops.

As I said, I was no longer having fun doing this. Part of that was because of all the shit that I'm failing miserably at dealing with in my personal life (no thanks to the aforementioned friends) and the other part was because I was tired of the redundancy. Every post was the Padres suck this or the Padres suck that. Those are the most annoying things to write after the first gazillion times, especially when the Padres went from being so close to first to being in last and eventually tying for third. Another thing that caused me to essentially give up on this was the constant bickering between fans that flooded my Twitter timeline. Arguments from grown ass men about a players nickname, whether or not a player was hurt worse than what the Padres training staff initially said (which they were by the way and yours truly announced it but you know, I was wrong because I'm just a girl that doesn't know shit about injuries because it's not like I studied that stuff and have a weird fascination with it or anything) and how not going to every game doesn't make you a real fan. It was so ridiculous that I couldn't believe it was actually happening. Yes, there were definite troll moments in there but I repeat, GROWN ASS MEN. Mix a difficult year with shitty playing and arguing over trivial things and you get a nonexistent blog... or an extremely negative blog and I had enough with the negativity so I opted out.

I wish I was able to put aside my moods, the idiocy of grown men arguing and everything else in order to focus on the Padres but I couldn't. To put it this way, between all of that I started to really hate my fellow Padres fans. I've joked before that we are bitter assholes because San Diego doesn't win anything ever but it has proved truer than true this year. I couldn't handle the constant bashing of Puig for the sole reason that he got national attention for having a legit season as a Dodger. That was so ridiculous that I wanted to punch people in the throat. Things like that pushed me away from being a Padres fan and to just being a fan of the game. Screw what team a person plays for, if they are talented I'm going to cheer for them. Well, maybe not necessarily cheer for them but I won't hate them and if you hate them solely based off the uniform they're wearing then I will like them that much more... I'm kind of a bitch like that. You know damn well all the praise Puig received was deserved and you would not act that way if he had Padres written across his chest instead. Now that doesn't mean I'll be cheering for the Dodgers in the postseason because well, I'd rather die than ever do that. Another thing that made me hate fellow Padres fans was the constant comments about Sandoval being fat. Yes, we know he's fat but let's see you make the plays he does. If you follow my twitter you know that I have this weird thing with people being overweight. I hate it and think it's disgusting that people let that happen to themselves but stop trying to talk shit about an athlete that can out perform you or your team just because he's fat. It's a little thing called respecting the talent, you should probably try it. I for one am not really a Sandoval fan but I recognize the talent, respect it and wouldn't mind it one bit if he were on our team.

Now that I've sufficiently annoyed myself by doing exactly what made me stop writing to begin with, complaining, I'll try to get back on a Padres track. This season had ups and downs and injuries all around. Chase turned out to be playing with a torn meniscus which just pisses me off to an extreme. Why risk further injury when your team is nowhere near being in the playoffs?! I'd rather you get the surgery and give us a chance at a better draft pick than you fucking up your knee or what have you just because you're a stubborn athlete that wants to play. Same goes with Marquis. I find it extremely hard to believe that he just magically needed Tommy John surgery. Stop playing through the pain when games are meaningless. Not that I condone playing through the pain when they aren't meaningless but at least you don't look like a giant idiot when you do so and the games mean a chance at the World Series... though at that point, I'd rather you be healthy for the WS than fuck yourself up worse and not be of use for the playoffs/WS but who am I kidding, it's the Padres, it will take some time before we get there.

Cory has had more setbacks than we would like and that is heartbreaking. I pray that he is ready for spring training and will be able to be a solid part of the starting rotation next season because like I've said countless times before, you can't win games without pitching. We desperately need a solid pitching staff. Oh yeah, thank you baby Jesus that we let Volquez go. Though between Grandal's suspension and season ending injury, Alonso's injuries and letting Volquez go, it's really proving me right about that stupid trade. Especially since we saw what Medica was able to do when he got called up and Blanks when he was healthy. I still don't think the trade was worth it but what am I going to do?? I'll still go to games and cheer on the players because they are Padres and I'm obligated to. Anyway, Kotsay retired at seasons end which is very disappointing for my sister who just discovered him and couldn't figure out why no one told her how hot he was. True story, I got texts about that. Oh yeah and Quentin had his gazillionth knee surgery too and Maybin had wrist surgery. This damn team is made out of glass.

All in all, I'm glad this season is over with but I'm not quite sure I'm ready for next season to start. I need a significant improvement in my mood and a thorough cleansing of my Twitter feed before I can even think about next season. As for now, I'll try to enjoy the postseason. If we're lucky, I might pay attention to off season news and write about that or just grace you with the presence of a random post about how I'm going through baseball withdrawals. Baseball withdrawals are a real and serious matter, folks. Seek medical attention, or your nearest baseball fan, immediately if you're experiencing baseball withdrawals. Side effects may include; complaining that your football team only plays once a week or has a bye, watching hockey or basketball to get your daily sports fix, staring out the window waiting for spring to come and making deals with the baseball gods just so you can have the smell of freshly cut grass fill the air again.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Padres Win 9-3, Is This Real Life?!

Happy home opener, bitches!! To be perfectly honest, I'm not expecting this to be a good game and hope it's not since I'm not there and have to see everyone else rubbing it in like they did fanfest. For the record, I hate you all. Now, let's beat the penis wrinkles!!

Clayton starts the game with a leadoff walk, super. This is not how you should start a game ever, much less the home opener. Okay, game starts off with a leadoff walk followed promptly by a single, not good. With two on and one out, Clayton gets to face Adrian. BOOOOOOOOOOO!! Motherfucker, Clayton walked Adrian. If you're going to give him a free base, can you at least hit him instead?? Seriously. Clayton gets out of the inning with an awesome double play that I did not expect the Padres to pull off. A 1-2-3 DP or 1-2-4, not sure who was covering first but either way, it was spectacular and gave me a little glimpse of what we are actually capable of doing.

Welp, Venable gets the Padres going with a solo shot off the first pitch he sees like a boss. That home run would have gone out whether or not the dimensions had changes, so CLEARLY, that was money well spent. The Padres are leading 1-0 in the first off Beckett. Shocking!! Alonso, once again, gets a hit when I'm not looking. I see how it is. Good Lord, what has gotten into these boys, 2-0 in the first?! I guess it's good to be home. Seriously, these are not my Padres. I don't know where they are but I like these ones better, a lot better. I hope they plan on sticking around.

Twat Waffle Supreme gets on in a stupid play and instead of the Padres getting a double play, the Padres we know and hate showed up and now there's two on with no outs instead of vice versa. Way to take the wind out of my sails. We promptly get a double play with the next batter but, I'm not comfortable with the Twat Waffle Supreme being on their even if it is Beckett up to bat now. Two innings, two jams and two scoreless innings. I can do without the james and the stress, guys, just saying.

The home plate ump is being a douche lord calling interference on Quentin. Ummm, Quentin didn't do anything except look up to make sure the ball wasn't going to land on his head, the penis wrinkle ran into him. Douche lord!! Apparently it was because he was out of the batters box, whatever. FUCK, tied ball game thanks to Uribe's home run. Good thing they moved in the fences...

Clayton is pissing me off today. He's not on as much as I wish he was and his pitch count is too high for my liking, around 100 pitches in 5 innings, no bueno. Welp, the Padres take back the lead with a Hundley home run. Yes, I said Hundley. Black made an odd choice in pinch hitting Stults for Clayton. AWKWARD. I love that no one on my twitter timeline knows why Stults was pinch hitting. This is going to drive me crazy but I'll end up turning the post game show off before there's an explanation.

Welp, we bring in Thatcher to pitch to Adrian and he singles/drives in a run and bye bye Thatcher. That's gotta feel good. You have ONE thing to do and you can't do it and now you get to sit and dwell on it. Sorry. Did I mention that it tied up the game?? Cause it did. Boo. Kotsay doubles to give the Padres back the lead and now I think he needs an oxygen mask. Sweet deal, the Padres load the bases with two out because the Dodgers drilled Quentin in the wrist and now Quentin is out of the game. Twenty bucks, it's his hamate bone. Black is making some odd choices today. First Stults pinch hitting and now Ross pinch running. He does realize he needs someone to replace Quentin in left, right?? Why waste another body instead of say, putting Deno into run since you'll probably put him in anyway. Unless they opted to use Kotsay which they didn't since they just showed me Deno like I called it. What the fuck, Black?! You're confusing me today.

The first two Padres batters in the 8th have been walked. Time to add on here boys but no, you make Cam bunt and waste an out. Fuck you. I HATE wasting outs!! Deno tacks on another run driving in Alexi on a single to make it 5-3 Padres. I'm still mad about the bunting though. Padres load the bases with two outs and I'm not expecting much out of this but stranger things have happened. HOLY FUCK!! Venable with a bases clearing triple to make it 8-3. Is this real life?! Alonso about takes the head off the Dodgers pitcher and then Adrian can't make the play and the Padres take a 9-3 lead all while I'm laughing hysterically at the Dodgers. It's a lot more fun when the other team is the one being embarrassing. The Padres load the bases again and this inning is reminiscent of the Reds Cards 9th inning yesterday. Except ya know, we didn't score as many runs as the Reds did or put as many batters up but still we kinda blew the game open here. WOOOOOOH!! Padres take the home opener and give us all a little hope for the future. Please don't let today be a fluke. I liked these Padres.

Record: 2-5