San Diego Padres lose to Giants in epic fashion

It has been brought to my attention, after almost 7 full seasons worth of blogging, that the majority of your are here for information, analysis and stats. Personally, I'm a little bit surprised to find this out. In any case, I suppose I should live up to this expectation.

Here's my analysis of tonight's game... When you reach a certain point in a season wherein you no longer have anything to play for realistically, what keeps you going? Take the Padres for example. I suppose a paycheck and pride have kept them playing into September despite themselves. But then again, there was a very telling play during tonight's game where Will Venable flubbed the exchange while fielding a ball in the outfield and then threw it in only to have Nick Hundley botch the catch, which was thankfully properly covered by the pitcher. There's nothing to take pride in there. Nothing t'all.

And then take the ninth inning where the Giants started hitting batter after batter after batter. Did the Padres decide they wanted to win then? Nope. They just moaned and lay prone and/or in the fetal position on each of the bases. Asleep.

At one point, Pablo Sandoval took a sh_t on a San Diego flag before burning it. He burned the flag of the City of San Diego. Did you even know San Diego had a flag? That's what's called "information".

In any case, it's all over now, folks. Did you see the starting lineup? We're in full on don't-get-the-future-hurt mode. We're just playing prevent defense until the clock runs out. Just lean on the ropes and wait for the bell. Keep hitting the pass button and watch the other guy hit TW-TL with all his Q's and J's. Get on the ground, curl up and cover your ears. Don't even bother tapping. By law, the ref has to end the match before you get killed.

Go Padres 2012.