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So glad to be back in the Bay Area, though I had a good time in Arizona, and not just because we took two of three from the D-Backs. Jalynne and the girls were waiting for me at our house in Scottsdale when we arrived from Chicago. They drove in from Los Angeles as we were flying. And the next day was an off-day. What did we do? A whole lot of nothing, which was perfect. We went to breakfast at one of our favorite places, Butters Cafe, then hung out the rest of the day by the pool. We had dinner at another of our favorite places, Blanco, a great Mexican place on Scottsdale Road.
It’s been great to see Joe Panik do so well his first two games in the Majors. He stopped our skid — at least that’s the story he ought to tell his friends back home. And it might actually be true. That fact he did so well in his first start allowed all of us to get excited for him, which inject a nice boost of positive energy into the dugout. After he got that first hit, five guys came out and gave him high fives and big congrats.
We were even more all impressed with his double in the ninth. That was a great at-bat against a lefty, Joe Thatcher, who I personally hate facing. I don’t think there are too many left-handed batters who like facing him. Panik survived Thatcher’s sliders and cutters to drive a two-strike pitch to the opposite field. It shows you how balanced and mature a hitter he is already.
I saw that approach when I played with him during the 2011 fall league the year he was drafted. He had just made the switch from shortstop to second base, and he took to it right away. I doubt there are too many things that rattle Panik, even playing here tonight at AT&T Park for the first time as a Major Leaguer.
During batting practice today, he told me he had played one game in this park — an exhibition last year against the A’s.
“I don’t remember the 421 sign looking quite so far away,’’ he said, referring to the distance to Triples Alley.
He asked me about the wind and how a pop-up to second might play. I said the wind usually comes in from right, but sometimes it will just change its mind and start blowing the other way. So I said you just have to react to the ball and adjust to it while it’s in the air.
He asked, too, about my batting-practice routine. We usually have five rounds every day, sometimes six. That means you get five or six turns at the plate, taking five to eight or nine swings each time. Some players will go in there and hack and try to hit home runs. Hunter, for example. What I do is the same thing I’ve done since spring training. The first round, I lay down two bunts then take seven pitches and try to go middle and opposite field. The second round is situational routines: hit-and-runs, move-’em-over from second, runner on third with infielders back, runner on third with infield in and one out — that sort of thing. Then I have three rounds of five swings. That’s what I do every day.
We do BP rounds by group, with the starting batting order in the first two groups. Group 1 is Hunter, Pablo, Buster, Morse. For some reason Pagan goes in Group 2, so today it was Pagan, Blanco, Colvin, me and Panik.
Panik also asked about my routine defensively during BP. I usually take 15 to 20 grounders and throw to first, then take 15 to 20 more and throw to second as if turning a double-play. I told him if he wanted, he could take ground balls and flip them to me at second. So we did that today.
That’s it for now. Thanks for reading. In the next blog, I’ll answer your questions. Wow, there are a lot of them!
First, make sure you get the latest Giants Magazine. On the cover: Three Brandons.
If you’re wondering why Hicks isn’t in the TV commercial for the Brandon Bobblehead day with Belt and me, it’s because that commercial was shot in January (when we were all in town for Fan Fest). Hicks hadn’t made the team yet. He was a non-roster invitee to spring training. It’s a pretty funny commercial, I have to admit. My uncle texted me that every time he sees it, he laughs out loud.
Now to your questions:
Chad Zullinger, the choir director at St. Ignatius, wants to know if Giants hitters take batting practice against Giants pitchers.
Only during spring training because hitters need to face top pitching to get their timing back. I’ve seen other teams, where a pitcher might be coming off a DL stint and a batter hasn’t been getting a whole lot of at-bats, and they’ll face each other. But I don’t know if I’ve ever seen us do that. Sometimes pitchers throwing a bullpen will have someone stand in at the plate. I saw one of our pitchers hit Eric, one of the trainers who was standing in as a batter. If Cain had hit a player, we probably would be second-guessing that a little bit. Or if a hitter took a swing and hit a pitcher with a line drive. I don’t think we want that to happen.
By the time the season starts, our timing’s there. So in BP we’re working on specific things and keeping loose.
Steve asks how I shake off an error. “It has to make you mad, so what do you do with those feelings?’’
It definitely makes me mad, especially if I have a dumb error like I had Saturday night. I tried to be way too quick on a ground ball, and I bobbled it. Those make you mad because it’s your own fault. I should have slowed myself down and made sure I had the ball first. I probably would have gotten the runner. You just have to tell yourself you’ll make the next one. You have to have that confidence. I feel like I’ve always had a good demeanor. Even as a kid, I was pretty good at shaking off errors. Knock on wood, but I can’t remember too many times when I’ve let one error lead to another. I’m not going to lie, though — after the error Saturday night, I was still thinking about it even a couple innings later. It bugs me right now thinking about it!
I’ve had a few recently where the ball has taken a bad hop. Those are easier to shake off because there isn’t a whole lot you could do about it.
Margaret wants to know where the White Shark blog has been.
Gregor’s been writing it. Sorry you’ve missed it. Here’s his latest. http://gregorblanco.mlblogs.com/2014/06/09/hard-work-attitude-decaf/
Jill wants to know how bummed Hunter was when his scooter was stolen. She also asks if I really read the comments.
I think everyone could see how bummed Hunter was. It was like a piece of him was missing. And yes, I always read the comments.
Ann asks, “Which play as a Giant are you most proud of?’’
There were a couple good plays in the World Series. I made a diving stop up the middle on Miguel Cabrera in the eighth inning of Game 3. We were protecting a two-run lead. Timmy was pitching. Cabrera led off the inning. Prince Fielder was on deck. If Cabrera gets on and Fielder hits a home run, now it’s a tie game. I guess I’m proud of that because it was against one of the best hitters in baseball on the biggest stage in baseball in a close game.
I also remember in the fifth inning of Game 4. We were behind 2-1. Runner on first. Two outs. Quintin Berry was up and Cabrera on deck. Berry hits a come-backer that glances off Cain’s glove. I barehanded it and threw Berry out to end the inning.
Another one: This was in Game 7 of the NLCS against the Cardinals. We had a 1-0 lead in the second inning. They had runners on second and third with two outs. Kyle Lohse, the Cards’ pitcher, hit a soft line drive over my head that would have scored both runners. I leapt up and caught it. Giving up a two-RBI single to the pitcher could have been a backbreaker.
Ann and also Dan Hunter ask: What would you be doing for a career if not baseball? And what’s your dream job after baseball?
In high school I took an architectural drawing class on computers. We designed the floor plan for a house. The dimensions had to be right, things like that. It was cool. I thought that would be interesting.
My dream job after baseball would be to be a Dad. It’s a dream because I’d have to make enough money so I could do just that. Otherwise, maybe I’d coach.
Jon Adams asks, “What’s your favorite music?’’
I like a little bit of everything. There hasn’t been much new music I really like. It’s kind of disappointing. If anyone has suggestions, let me know.
Courtney asks about the medieval helmets and if we get to pick the style we get.
I don’t know much about it, to be honest. I don’t know how it’s decided who gets what helmet. I’m not even sure who does it. I think it’s Hunter or Morse or both of them together.
Island Girl asks if I can sing.
No. Definitely no. Listen to my radio commercials. I don’t have the voice for singing or for broadcasting. I know a lot of lyrics — not as many as Timmy — but I know a lot. But you don’t want to hear me sing. I don’t want to hear me sing. I turn the music up so I don’t have to hear myself. I sing to my daughters at bed time, but it’s just the ABCs and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
This is from Melissa: Do you use alternative medicine like acupuncture?
We do. Haro Ogawa, our masseuse, has his license for acupuncture. I’ve used it a few times.
Richard asks: The new home run celebration — how did that start and what are you chanting?
I think it’s from wrestling or maybe Michigan football, or both. I’m not positive. They’re yelling yes, yes yes. I haven’t gotten into it. I hit a home run the other day and everybody’s waiting — and I walked through giving high fives. Buster doesn’t do it either. And that’s fine. Not everybody has to do everything the same.
I was thinking today about how every team has a different vibe. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s just a feeling you get about how guys click, how they approach the game. The team this year, if we lose a game, we move on. We were shut out at home by the Braves then put up 10 runs the next day. We lost in a walk-off in Colorado then came back and beat them the next day. Somebody steps up.
I don’t know what that is — the medieval helmets Morse is leaving in guys’ lockers, Pablo’s superhero T-shirts or what — but something’s working. It wasn’t the same last year. I think it has a lot to do with adding a personality like Morse. We kind of lost that when Ryan Theriot left. You need a guy who keeps everybody loose. Morse is just a positive guy. You never really see him down. He’s funny but he can get you fired up, too, which is how Theriot was.
I shouldn’t single out Morse because there are a lot of guys in the clubhouse who make the team what it is. Every guy, actually, because it’s the combination. There’s always something going on in here. You probably know about Pablo’s cowboy boots by now. I think it started when we were in LA. He put on Bumgarner’s boots, which I’m not sure that was the smartest thing he’s ever done. But he ended up getting a big hit so he kept doing it. Then Bumgarner got him his own pair. Pablo puts them on in the dugout before his first-inning at-bat. He actually takes his cleats off, puts the boots on, dances around and puts his cleats back on. It’s ridiculous. Whatever works.
My contribution is music. I’m generally the DJ in the clubhouse. About 45 minutes or an hour before the game, I’ve been putting on the same four songs because they’ve been working. We’ve lost with them, too, but mostly we’ve won. I’m not going to say what the four songs are. We don’t want other teams to know the winning combo.
We’re back on the road, as you know. I was lucky the last road trip because Jalynne and the girls met me there. Jalynne’s cousin Mechaela, just started working as our nanny, so it’s easier for Jalynne to travel. The two of us went for a nice dinner the first night, while Mechaela and the girls had room service at the hotel. The next couple of mornings, before I went to the park, we went to the zoo and to a children’s museum.
Unfortunately, they got stuck at the airport on getaway day, the day our game had to be suspended. They arrived at the airport early hoping to get out before the worst of the storm. They were there about six hours with two kids under a year-and-a-half. Not fun. Finally they hitched a ride on the team plane. (Families don’t fly with the team except on specially designated family trips.) A big thanks to Boch for giving the OK.
A few more things:
Jalynne wanted you to know the wives raised $21,000 from auctioning the baskets. Thanks for helping to get the word out.
Someone asked for a photo of Tyler Colvin’s dog, so here it is.
To McCovey Cove Dave: I was happy to sign the Splash Hit home run ball for you. You mentioned Katie Sherwood getting my first Splash Hit. She is supposed to be visiting the park sometime soon and has agreed to give me the ball in exchange for another autographed ball.
I’ll answer your questions next time. Keep them coming!
At least some questions answered. I keep forgetting to save the questions, so when I sit down to do the blog, I don’t have them in front of me. I pulled some recent ones.Here goes.
Quick question, where were you during the 2010 World Series?
I spent the off-season that year at Jalynne’s parents’ house, so that’s where I watched most of the Series. We had just won the California League championship. I had spent most of 2010 with the Richmond Double A team. Then I broke my hand and rehabbed with the San Jose Single A team, which happened to be in the playoffs. We won the championship against Mike Trout and the Rancho Cucamonga Quakes. I didn’t know anything about him yet, I just knew he was a prospect. Jalynne and I went to one game at AT&T with tickets we got from Bobby Evans. We were up in the third deck.
What is it like traveling so much and having to adjust to different beds and climates and time zones? Do you ever have issues sleeping? I know I do when I travel. Do you have any special things you do to help adjust?
It is kind of tough to adjust sometimes. The time zone messes me up the most. We’ll have a game in Atlanta, let’s say, and we’ll get back to the hotel around 12 o’clock. I’m still wide awake because it’s 9 on the West Coast. To be honest, that happens even when we’re home. I can’t shut myself off right away after a game. It helps sometimes with the kids because they’ll wear me out a little bit and help me sleep. But on the road trips when they’re not there, and we’re on the East Coast, it’s hard to go to sleep. I’ll watch a movie or play a video game to wind down and get myself to sleep.
Some guys have trouble with different beds and pillows. But that hasn’t affected me that much.
We actually had a sleep doctor come in this spring and talk to us about some of those things. What I remember is you’re supposed to stay away from anything with light, which means TV, laptops and video games. But they help shut my brain off, so I still do it. I don’t remember what he said about time zones, but I don’t think there is really any way to adjust with as much travel as we do.
As for climates, we’re used to playing all over. You bring the clothes you need for that trip and you’re fine. And playing in San Francisco, we get every climate. Yesterday and today we have hot weather. And obviously we get a lot of cold nights and wind and fog. We get it all.
I have a question about team and/or player study before you actually play the team. For instance, since most of the games this next month are in our division, will you and others spend any amount of time looking at stats/tendencies of players (probably pitchers too) on the Twins, Pirates, Braves or Cubs out in May?
We do that for every series whether it’s guys that we’ve played a lot or teams like the Twins who we play once every three years. I’ll go over my positioning at shortstop with bench coach Ron Wotus. He’ll also go over the other infielders’ positions with me so I can help set them up if necessary. We do a more in-depth meeting the first day of the series. Then we’ll meet for a shorter time other days, especially if there’s a drastic difference between our starting pitchers. Let’s say Timmy’s pitching one day and Bum’s pitching the next. That’s a big difference. Timmy’s throwing a lot of sliders right now. And he’ll face a different lineup than Bum will face. There will be a lot fewer lefties when Bum’s pitching. And he’s throwing cutters in on righties, so we’ll position a little different for each day.
We also study up on opposing pitchers, too. Bam-Bam has a list of the pitches each guy throws. He’ll have us look at it usually during batting practice. If we want to see film, we do that on our own. I usually do, especially with pitchers I haven’t see before or only see maybe a couple times. Like the Marlins right now. I’ll go into the video room and watch what their pitches do so I’m not seeing it for the first time at the plate.
I also try to look at the bullpen guys, too, though it can get to be too much. I’ll focus mostly on their closer and the lefty specialist that I’ll probably face.
There were a few questions about the hitting competition.
I’m happy to tell you that Team Brandon won the first month. Angel Pagan (who’s not Team Brandon) won top individual honors. Bum was the top pitcher. I think he got more points on the grand slam than the rest of the pitchers combined.
During BP Monday night (in Pittsburgh), a pitcher absolutely laid out for a ball in right center. Everyone went nuts. We could not tell who it was. It seemed like it might have been Lincecum, but I don’t want to spread rumors. We were speculating that Bochy was probably not as amused as the rest of us. Can you reveal who it was?
It was Chad Chop, our left-handed batting practice pitcher. Cain bet him he couldn’t catch the next ball hit out there. The next ball was hit right to him and he caught it. Cain was like, “No way.’’ I don’t know if it was Cain or Bum who then bet him he couldn’t make a legit diving catch. And the next one was hit out to right-center, and Chad dove and caught it. The cameras are on even during batting practice, and there’s like 16 different angles. So we all watched it a bunch of times on the replay monitor in the clubhouse. Chad’s the master at replays because he’s the one who works the monitor for Shawon Dunston to decide whether to challenge a call. Chad’s new this year to the team. He threw batting practice to Hunter this off-season so Hunter could practice against left-handed pitching. I guess Hunter told Bobby Evans about him.
All right, thanks for reading. Keep asking questions. I’ll try to answer them more frequently.
I just had a late breakfast with my sister Amy and her boyfriend, Pirates pitcher Gerrit Cole. Amy is here in Pittsburgh for the week to see him (she lives in Newport Beach) and timed it for when the Giants would be in town. Great to see them both.
Crazy series in Atlanta. Such close games. We drove in exactly zero runners in scoring position. We scored just nine runs. And we still swept.
You know it’s crazy when I hit two home runs in a game.
It was reported that I had never hit two in a Major League game. That is true. So is this: I had never hit two home runs in a high school game, a college game, or a minor league game.
The only time I hit two home runs before yesterday was in 2008 in the Dominican instructional league. I had been drafted in June of that year and signed in August. I hurt my ankle so I didn’t get to play much in the Arizona instructional league. So the Giants sent me to the Dominican instructional league in October to get more at-bats. I was the only American on the team. I could see the Latin guys eyeing me like, “Who’s this white guy?’’
Then I hit two home runs in my first two at-bats. Granted, it was kind of a small field and the pitching isn’t great at that level. But two home runs are two home runs. I don’t think those stats get recorded anywhere, but I have witnesses: Hector Sanchez and Ehire Adrianza were on that team, too
The second homer yesterday was kind of interesting because the pitcher, Jordan Walden, literally jumps off the mound. And he has a hitch when he jumps, which screws with your timing as a hitter. I remember facing him last year. When he was jumping at me, I found myself kind of jumping back at him. Which meant his fastball was even faster.
Yesterday on deck I watched his delivery to see when I wanted to stride. Hicks had a good at-bat in front of me, so I saw a lot of pitches. I told myself to have a slow body and just let my hands react. I felt a little jumpy the first couple pitches and had two checked swings. In retrospect, it was good that the second checked swing was called a strike. Otherwise I would have had a 3-0 count and had to take the next pitch. Instead, it was 2-1 and Walden grooved a 96-mph fastball. I let my hands react. And there you go.
I get more satisfaction about my defense, though. I think I’ve talked about this before. I play it pretty cool when I make a good play. I usually keep my game face on. But Saturday I couldn’t help smiling because Hicks just gave me a look. I was able to stop Evan Gattis’s grounder up the middle in the top of the ninth Friday night to help preserve our 2-1 lead. Then I stopped Andrelton Simmons’ grounder up the middle to end Saturday’s game. Hicks just looked at me and smiled and said, “You did it again!’’ You can see in the video that I cracked a smile.
The tough part of that play is the throw. Your head is turned away from first base when you start into your throw. But you know that first base hasn’t moved. You know where it is. And I’ve practiced plays like that. The key is to throw hard to beat the runner.
Do I ever surprise myself? Sometimes. But you prepare for plays like that. I feel I should make plays like that.
Thanks for reading. Looks like it might rain here. Can’t wait to get home to our park. And to my girls. Jalynne said Braylyn’s molars are coming in. Not very exciting news, I know. But you parents understand.
First, thanks for all the replies! Beyond all expectations.
I was nice enough to keep Hunter updated on the tally. It was the least I could do to show my appreciation for his pinch-blog. And you’re right — he ought to get his own blog. He was hilarious. I’d read a Hunter Pence blog every single day. Not just because he’s funny, but he really is unlike anyone I know. For example, as much as he’s struggling at the plate, you’d never know it in the clubhouse or the dugout. The guy always has so much energy and is always pumping everyone else up. Every kid who plays any sport ought to study Hunter. He’s the teammate who makes everyone around him better.
Also, thanks for all the kind notes to Jalynne on her pinch-blog. Wow. She was blown away. She loved reading all the replies. When you’re as busy at home as she is, it’s really nice to connect with so many people and receive so much appreciation. Every wife and mother ought to have a chance to hear what Jalynne got to hear from all of you. It really was a gift.
I had to laugh about Belt bragging in his post about his walk-off home run. Whatever one Brandon does, we all do. I’m all for that, though I’m betting he won’t be saying much when I have an oh-fer.
By the way, thanks to those who posted gifs of the homer so I can watch it whenever I want. Only on my phone, of course. So no one sees what I’m doing. Especially Belt.
Jalynne and the girls were in Los Angeles and San Diego with me. Both babies are sleeping better, which makes for a happier household all around. We got Jaydyn’s acid reflux under control. Jalynne has had to modify what she eats, and we got some medicine, too.
And Braylyn seems to have settled down from the excitement (trauma?) of having this new creature in the family that everyone fusses over. Before Jaydyn was born, we had pretty good luck with just rocking her to sleep. But then that didn’t work. She was fidgety the whole time we rocked her. We’d put her down for her nap and she’d fight it so bad that we could barely stand it. Now she’ll just whine a little bit and settle down.
There are some upsides to Braylyn waking up in the middle of the night, though. The other night I was walking and rocking her, but she still didn’t go to sleep. I was so tired of standing with her — she’s getting heavy! — that I just laid down on the floor in her room. (There’s not much in there except a crib, as you learned from Jalynne’s post about how simply we live during the season.) As I laid there, she fell asleep on my chest. Is there a better feeling for a dad? I didn’t want to get up.
It’s kind of tough now for me because we put Braylyn down for a nap around 1 p.m. and I leave for the park at 1:30. So when I put her down, I’m basically saying, “Good night, I’ll see you tomorrow’’ because she’s asleep when I get home. The great part, though, is when she sees me the next morning she is wild with happiness, as if I’ve been away for a year.
Off to the park to face the Rockies. We’ve got to get our bats going and support our great pitchers. It’ll happen. I hope it’s tonight.
P.S. I asked Bam about the points for a walk-off home run. He said it was only five extra points. I think that means it’s 15 or 20 points total. I told him he needs to add at least a point for the splash landing. He said he would :)
I know my husband said enough with the pinch-blogging, but he told me some fans have asked if Haylee Belt and I would write about life as the wife of a Major Leaguer. We both agreed. I’m up first. I think Haylee will write tomorrow.
I’m not sure what would be interesting or where to start, so I’ll begin by telling you what we did on the off day Monday. These off-days, especially when they’re during home stands, are so precious. Believe it or not, even though it’s only April, we’ll have just one more off day at home for the rest of the season.
On Monday Brandon and I went for massages in the morning. Just the two of us while my mom took care of our two baby girls. Then we took Braylyn to the park. She loved having us to herself without the distraction of her new sister! Then we had a date night — dinner and a movie (“Noah,’’ which was entertaining). A perfect day.
I don’t go to every game. It’s not easy with the babies, and the truth is I like watching the games on TV. I can be a real fan, yelling and cheering as wildly as I want. I feel like I’m supposed to be a bit more proper when I’m sitting the Giants’ family section.
I was at last night’s game, but I left in the 12th and missed Brandon scoring the winning run! I gave myself a deadline of midnight (like Cinderella, except unlike Cinderella I hurried off because I’m nursing and was about ready to burst). My mom and I bundled up the babies, headed across the Bay Bridge and cheered in the car when Hector drove in Brandon to beat the Dodgers.
We’re living in the East Bay again this season. Our permanent home is in Arizona. We chose that because in baseball you never know where you might be playing. In Arizona, we can be pretty certain about living in one place from at least November to April every year.
We’ve rented four places in four seasons. We get an unfurnished house and furnish it with the few pieces of furniture we keep in storage during the off-season. We live very simply. We still have the couch Brandon’s parents gave us when he was first called up. We have a kitchen table and chairs. We have mattresses. And we have two TVs. Not much else. We put it back in storage at the end of the season and when the next one rolls around, we take it out again and put it in the next rental house.
This is something people might not know about baseball wives. We do a lot of packing and unpacking. A lot. It’s endless. Not just at the beginning and end of the season but road trips throughout the season. I try to make one long road trip a month so we can be together as a family. Our husbands fly on a team charter where their luggage is carried for them from the clubhouse to the plane to the hotel. We fly Southwest with diaper bags and wipes and bottles and clothes and baggies full of Cheerios. Quite the glamorous life, don’t you think?
It IS a wonderful life. An incredible blessing. But like everything there are pro’s and con’s. It’s a beautiful thing that I get to stay home and raise my children. The downside is I can’t teach. From the time I was a little girl, I wanted to be a teacher, and after UCLA I earned my master’s in education at Pepperdine. But if I were to teach, I’d never see my husband. So it’s a little bittersweet.
Sometimes I’m asked if Brandon is different off the field from what they see on TV. Yes and no. He is very funny, which is something I think people have recently discovered about him. Because he’s so shy and quiet, people sometimes miss his great sense of humor. They hear something really sarcastic come out of his mouth and they’re not sure what to make of it. But I think his humor is coming out through his blog, and the beat writers definitely know this about him.
The things that ARE the same on and off the field: He’s super calm, and he’s super competitive. In the eight years we have been together, I have never heard him yell in anger. He can get frustrated when he’s driving sometimes, but that’s it. Seriously, I’ve never met anyone as easy-going as he is.
Having said that, he wants to win at every game he plays. But so do I. You might know I was a competitive gymnast, and I come from a family of athletes. Brandon and I are fierce adversaries at miniature golf, bowling, video games, whatever. He doesn’t take it easy because I’m a girl, nor would I want him to. If I beat him, I want to beat him fair and square. (And now and then, I do. He’s maddeningly good at just about everything.)
On the field, he cares like no other. He has loved baseball since he could walk. I remember seeing a video of him at a year-and-a-half. He was swinging a whiffle bat at a beach ball, and his dad was switching him from right-handed to left-handed and back again, laying the groundwork for switch-hitting. At a year-and-a-half! He feels so lucky every day he puts on a Giants uniform. How many people get to live their dream as fully as Brandon is living his? He truly loves what he does.
The other day when he hit the walk-off home run, he was like a little kid in a candy store. We weren’t at the game because Braylyn was teething and I was still unpacking boxes. We jumped right off the bed! I sent Brandon a video of Braylyn clapping for him. She is such a daddy’s girl. It’s the sweetest thing. It melts my heart.
When Brandon got home, we celebrated by going out for frozen yogurt. As we sat outside the shop, people congratulated him as they walked past. He’s still so shy that he’s a bit uncomfortable with the attention. But I can tell you he will never take your good wishes for granted. We both know this wonderful time in his life won’t last forever, so we appreciate every moment.
OK, that’s it. Have I gone on too long? Sorry if I have. I want you to know that Brandon and I read every single comment, and we are just blown away — especially with the burst of comments this week! Wow! I wish he could reply but there is just not enough time. Thank you for being there for him every day!
OK, Haylee, your turn!
I’m still a little damp from Angel dumping the Gatorade cooler on me. I think he got more water on Amy G. than on me.
I’ve watched the replay twice already, I’m not going to lie. I’ll go home and probably watch it again. I might keep it on a loop. Maybe make a GIF for my phone. These don’t happen to me every day. In fact, I have never hit a walk-off home run in my life. Little League, college, minors, anywhere.
I knew it was out as soon as the barrel of the bat hit the ball. You can just tell how it feels and sounds.
Did you like that bat flip? I learned it from Bum the other day on his grand slam. Seriously, though, everybody’s got a bat flip. We call it pimping the home run. (Is that politically incorrect to say?) You give it a little individual style, like a layup in basketball. Not that I have a ton of experience. I bat-flipped only one other time that I can remember. You have to earn a bat flip. I think a walk-off splash-hit in the 10th qualifies.
I dropped the bat, then I thought for a second — with a pang — that it might curve foul. Luckily it stayed in by about ten feet.
I had faced Brothers yesterday and hit a first-pitch fastball for a double. So in this cat-and-mouse game you play with a pitcher, I guessed that he wouldn’t be throwing me a first-pitch fastball again. He has a good slider, so I thought he’d try to get ahead of me with something like that.
Sure enough, he threw a splitter but it was way outside. OK, now I know he doesn’t have great control of his off-speed pitch. So he’s probably going to come back at me with a fastball. I got into hit mode. And there it was. (Of course if he had thrown a first-pitch fastball and gotten ahead, I would have been kicking myself a little bit.)
I’m not sure there’s a better feeling in baseball than rounding third and your teammates are going crazy at home plate, waiting for you. It’s a little overwhelming, actually. Everybody’s whacking you on the head and grabbing at you. I’ll take it. I’ll take it again on Tuesday. And as many times as I can.
When I walked into the clubhouse after my interview with Amy G, there was great music blaring from the speakers and everybody clapping and yelling. Bochy joked that he was going to start sitting me against righties instead of lefties.
I’ve got to ask Bam how many points I get for my Team Brandon hitting team. A walk-off home run has got to be about 50, at least.
Pretty nice way to go into an off day.
So Hicks and Hunter fill in for a couple days and suddenly traffic to the blog explodes. What’s that about? Hicks received 38 or so replies to his post, more than twice as many as my last one got! Hunter’s post yesterday got more than 60 replies in the last 24 hours.
And his post started a Twitter trend — #TogetherWeAreBrandon.
I mean, I love the team unity and all that. But it kind of makes Belt and me feel like old shoes. Everybody’s getting their heads turned by the new guys. We weren’t enough?
Believe, I’m going to count every reply. Not that we’re competitive or anything. The hitting groups Hunter wrote about in his blog are not batting-practice groups. They’re part of Bam-Bam’s new hitting game. Every player gets points for moving a runner over, RBI’s, extra-base hits, etc. The groups compete against each other. The group with the most points at the end of each month wins.
There were three captains — Buster, Hunter and Pablo — who picked teams, which include the starting pitchers. Buster drafted all three Brandons, so he named it Team Brandon.
Even before that, though, we kind of had a Team Brandon thing going on. We figured since a lot of guys have special handshakes with each other, we ought to come up with a Brandon handshake because, well, we’re the Brandons. It’s hard to get a three-person handshake, but I think Belt came up with it. If you look in the dugout before the game, you’ll see it. We slap hands down and up twice, then once patty-cake style then a chest bump as we say, “Brandon!’’ in a very manly tone.
We developed this in spring training. You might not know this, but just like we work on getting our swings back and fielding ground balls, we also work on handshakes. I have a different one for almost every guy. A lot of them are pretty similar. For my handshake with Hunter — which he came up with — we fist-bump then I go to punch him and he catches my hand and I straighten my fingers as if I’m going to jab him in the neck as if we’re in The Matrix.
Even with the Brandon-Brandon-Brandon handshake, Belt and I still do our own before every game. It’s a fist-bump and then I say a particular string of words to him. I won’t share the exact words. I basically called him a big dumb stupid idiot. It started after a game in which he did really well, and I’ve been saying it to him before each game ever since.
I still want to tell you about the start of the season and other stuff, but I want to get this posted before the game. Belt and I love #TogetherWeAreBrandon. It’s another way of bringing all of us together — the players and fans, everybody. We take it as a great compliment.
But, you know, to quote Marvin Gaye, ain’t nothin’ like the real thing.
Hello, everyone. This is Hunter Pence filling in for Brandon Hicks, or Brandon Crawford, or Brandon Belt, whoever’s turn it is supposed to be.
I’m filling in because — you probably didn’t know this — Hunter is a nickname for Brandon.
My middle name is Andrew, which is Swedish for Brandon. And Pence is English for Brandon. So my actual name is Brandon Brandon Brandon.
You also probably didn’t know that “Tim Lincecum’’ is Dutch for Brandon.
Buster is a nickname for Brandon. Pablo is Spanish for Brandon. Pagan is Puerto Rican for Brandon. Madison is Southern for Brandon. “Bumgarner’’ is — I have no idea what that is. I think it’s Arabic for Brandon.
Pretty much everyone is Brandon. We’re Team Brandon.
Kruk and Kuip have got to get with the program. Brandon’s throwing the pitch to Brandon. When anybody steps into the box, Brandon’s up to bat. The double play combo is Brandon to Brandon to Brandon. (Wait, they already call that one.)
So now if you yell “Brandon,’’ you’ll get everybody’s attention. We’ll all respond because we all became Brandon when the third Brandon arrived. We’re a unit. When we take the field we’re a family of Brandons.
The original Brandons still have some privileges. They have their own really cool handshake. It’s the patty-cake chest-bump Brandon. You need to check that out. (We new Brandons don’t get to do the handshake.)
You might notice the originals all have beards. Beards are part of the ancestral tradition of Brandon-dom.
The rest of us Brandons who also have beards are doing this to honor the Brandon history. Pagan, with his beard, is clearly honoring his Brandon-ness. Posey has not yet matured enough for a beard. He’s still a Baby Brandon.
The original Brandons are all in the same hitting group, which is called, of course, Team Brandon. Buster’s in that group and Timmy. My hitting group is called Laser Swag: Morse, Arias, Perez, Vogelsong and Hudson. It’s a name we all agreed on. The other one is Pablo’s group, called La Guerilla. I think it means gangster or army in Spanish. Or maybe it means Brandon.