Anniversary celebrations and Giants' woes

As you've probably noticed, I haven't blogged in a couple of days. I have a good excuse. I am traveling,  celebrating my 26th wedding anniversary with my husband Brent. Unlike me, he is NOT a  sports fanatic who reaches for the daily sports pages or hunts around for a television to watch games. It's been complicated finding time or viewing places while on the road and playing the dedicated wife card.

 It is so true that you just can't be two places at one time. To preserve my marriage, I sacrificed watching the entire world series games, but still did catch several innings and simply delayed writing about them while focusing on my "better half." Thankfully I am also getting a little help from my friends. I have my private spies updating me with scores,  and life is so much easier with my iPhone connected to the internet where I can fill in the blanks and watch recaps. And while I still don't have much time, I will relay some quick thoughts about the series so far. I wasn't at all surprised by Madison Bumgarner's masterful performance. What did hit home was realizing he wasn't even born when I married Brent at Sts Peter and Paul Church on Washington Square, October 23, 1988!! But the 25 year old lefty made it a torture free 7-1 victory. However, Giants fans know the dreaded "t" word can't be far away.  Last night's game featured an all too familiar roller coaster ride. First the high, watching Gregor Blanco's leadoff home run to give the visitors a quick 1-0 lead. It happened just minutes after the pre-game interview in Spanish aired here in Mexico and Blanco spoke about how even though they are seen as the underdogs, the Giants will never give up and game one was just the beginning. Then came the lows, the blown game by the bullpen after Jake Peavy did enough to keep his team in position to win it. What made this so much worse was knowing that when I left to dinner, the score was tied 2-2.  Sorry, I couldn't put Brent off any longer. My friend Mary Ann gets mad at me when I leave the room and something bad happens in any game, like it did last night when Hunter Strickland got blasted....again. And so the Giants go down 7-2 and the series is now tied 1-1.  While the Giants are back home for game 3 in the safe confines of AT&T Park, I'm still away.  I will continue sneaking around, looking for any way to stay connected to the Orange and Black and sharing in the All Together October Quest from the afar.  Stay tuned.