Gaslamp Ballers flirt with Giants Fan while Jonathan Sanchez burns Petco Park to the ground.

If he’s still at Petco tomorrow afternoon like he was tonight I’m burning the whole place to the ground.

7 months (including last two months of last year) of consistent winning baseball just to be thrown away here? After finally getting the national attention we wanted and deserved, we’re just gonna lay down and call it quits? I don’t think so. Something’s gotta happen, and it’s gotta happen quick. We need to whip our asses into shape, buckle down and take the same one-day-at-a-time approach that got us this far. I still f’n believe in this team, and WGDammit I’m not ready to call it quits yet. C’MON FRIARS, SPILL SOME ORANGE AND BLACK BLOOD TOMORROW! This thing is far from over.

What the f__k happened to the Padres I used to know? Where’s the spirit? Where’s the guts, huh? This could be the greatest night of our lives, but you’re gonna let it be the worst. “Ooh, we’re afraid to go with you Bluto, we might get in trouble.” Well just kiss my ass from now on! Not me! I’m not gonna take this. Sanchez, he’s a dead man! Uribe, dead! Huff…

I AM SURE OUR TEAM WILL PREVAIL

WE ALL MUST DIG DEEP AND REALLY MAKE SURE WE BELIEVE, DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE?

YOU MUST FIND THE BELIEVE WITHIN YOU AND MAKE IT RISE TO THE TOP
(but don’t puke it out, you’ll need it for a while)

GO SAN DIEGO BASEBALL PADRES
(excuse the CAPS, this is serious s__t people)

I guess it’s my fault that the Padres can’t hit. I guess Miguel Tejada going after the lead runner in the 7th inning was my fault. I guess the fact that the Padres can somehow draw 8 walks and not score a single run is my fault. I guess the fact that Clayton Richard can go 6 innings and allow only 2 hits and 1 run and still lose the game is my fault.

It’s all my fault because I told some guy named Victor Frankenstein that he was OK. I told him that I liked him. And even though he was very well behaved and even talked some crap about the Giants, he was, somewhere deep down inside, a Giants fan. And because of my approval of him, we lost the game.

I’m very sorry. Next time I’ll start a big flame war and blow up the whole OT with a series of personal attacks. That would be a whole lot more fun for everyone. But I guess if that’s what the proprietors of the blog want…

Whatever.

The ban hammer doesn’t hit when it’s supposed to and neither do the Padres.

I’ve got TG’s # tattooed on my right forearm in roman numerals. I went in to piss after the game and SCOLDED Venable for not catching up with any of those fastballs down the middle, mimicking his swing in the mirror while yelling “SIT DEAD RED, SIT DEAD RED!” (I hit lefty, too).

I bleed Padres.

And I have friends who are Giants fans, and Dodgers fans, and Rockies fans. But no DBacks fans – they suck.

Point is, it’s a game. There’s another one tomorrow, thankfully. Have a drink, smoke some ganja, make sweet, sweet love to your SO and give it your all tomorrow.

Barring that, I don’t know … watch Louis CK? He’s funny.

Who’s with me?

They think they’re in first because they can sniff it from .001 away. Now is the optimal time to rip their hearts out after they came so close.

I expect orange blood and black hearts on the field tomorrow.

Give ’em hell.

so they can slip right into the playoffs. No one needs to know. Except for us.

and we didn’t capitalize on any of his countless walks! (insert fist into wall)

We’ll get ‘em tomorrow. I’ve gotta say- I don’t hate the Giants, per say, but I really hate this Giants team with a passion. I still have a feeling they’ll be falling.

Do I need to burn San Francisco? ‘cause I’ll do it! I’ll take out a sheet of paper, write “San Francisco” and light it on fire!

No, it needs to be a brutal display of bare knuckle hand to hand combat in the form of one run games. Every bunt is an eye gouge, every bloop a punishing elbow strike to the throat. This is a battle that must be fought to the end if we are going to truly appreciate it.