Lincecum and the All-Star Game

We here at We're In This Thing would like to apologize for the lack of content lately. The A's have been disappointing me, which has not led to a bevy of content. I don't know Frankie's excuse. Something about having a life and a job or something. Anyway.

A lot has been made about the selection of Tim Lincecum as an All-Star this season. Let's look at his stats against a couple of the snubs, and you try to guess which is which:

A) 6-2, 3.30, 111 K
B) 6-7, 3.14, 126 K
C) 10-2, 2.54, 103 K

Stuck on Repeat / MLB Preview: San Francisco Giants

As Michael Jackson once said, this is it. The final team on the final day before the 2011 regular season.

Close your eyes and imagine you're in Heaven. What's it like? Who is there? How do you spend your time? How are you reading this if your eyes are closed? Are there any horse socks?

Ok, now open them. What did it look like to you?

When you Google image search "Heaven", you get some interesting results. My favorite was this:

For any fan of the San Francisco Giants, Heaven looked like November 1, 2010. It looked like Brian Wilson firing a 3-2 cutter past Nelson Cruz. It looked like the pandemonium outside AT&T Park, where fans gathered to light toiled paper on fire, throw corn tortillas in the air and other things celebratory mobs do. It looked like a million people packing Market St. and skipping an entire afternoon of work and not feeling an ounce of guilt. It looked like watching the World Series games on DVD so many times that your girlfriend thought a new baseball season had already started.

MLB Preview: Colorado Rockies

"F***ing juiced ball, that's bullsh**"

Well said, Timmy. Great Story. Compelling and Rich.

As we all know, Tim Lincecum has a soft spot for the f-bomb, and this particular expletive-laden outburst came in a September 2010 bout against the Colorado Rockies at Coors Field.

You can see it clearly. Timmy rubs up the ball. Thinks to himself, "Hmm, doesn't feel right." Asks for a new ball, and then let's the world know how he feels about the Rockies' "humidor."

Now, you may be asking, "What's a humidor?" Well, it is not a fancy piece of meteorology equipment. Nor is it a type of bull fighter. No, a humidor is a temperature controlled room deep in the tunnels of Coors Field filled with hundreds of baseballs. The purpose of the humidor is to counteract Denver's mile-high thin air that makes baseballs travel farther in the air. The humidor's job is to soak baseballs in enough humid air that they don't explode off a bat quite as easily. And up until last season, this humidor and the management of balls coming out of it, was left entirely to the Rockies organization.