To most of us, 1957 may as well be ancient history. The Giants don’t view it that way, however, and they’re doing a solid for whatever Giants fans are still left in New York from back when they skipped town: they’re taking the World Series trophy there and will put it on display in a couple of places:
“Toward the top of our list, after winning, was doing something for our fans in New York,” Baer said. “We’ve got a tremendous number of people who talk about their childhood days following the Giants, and now their dream has been fulfilled with the San Francisco Giants winning.”
One of the places: Finnerty’s in the East Village which “calls itself the largest San Francisco Giants bar in New York.” I’m guessing that if it’s patronized by old New York Giants fans, the signature drinks are things like sidecars and gimlets and whatever people drank back during the Eisenhower administration.
I keed! I like this move. And not just because there are some old timers who will appreciate it. I like it because it reminds us that it’s pretty darn easy to be a fan of an out-of-town team these days. I like the idea of there being a Giants bar in New York. I’m sure the phenomenon is limited to huge cities like New York and Chicago, but I’d like to at least entertain the fantasy that I could go into any city and find a bar that features a team I’m wanting to see. There’s something so comforting about that.
For a few days, it looked like Aaron Judge was finally hitting his stride in the postseason. He was still striking out at a regular clip, piling more and more strikeouts atop the 16 he racked up in the Division Series, but he was mashing, too. He engineered a three-run homer during Game 3 of the Championship Series, followed by another blast and game-tying double in Game 4. His one-out double helped pad a five-run lead in Game 5, while his 425-footer off of Brad Peacock barely made a dent during a 7-1 loss in Game 6. And then Lance McCullers‘ curveball found and fooled him, as it did five of the 14 batters it met in Game 7:
The strikeout was Judge’s first of the evening and 27th since the start of the playoffs. No other major league batter has racked up that many strikeouts in a single postseason, though Alfonso Soriano’s 26-strikeout record in 2003 comes the closest. Within that record, Judge also collected three golden sombreros (four strikeouts in a single game), narrowly avoiding the dreaded platinum sombrero (five strikeouts in a single game).
It’s an unfortunate footnote to a spectacular year for the rookie outfielder, who decimated the competition with 52 home runs and 8.2 fWAR during the regular season and was a pivotal part of the Yankees’ playoff run. Thankfully, the image of McCullers’ curveball darting just under Judge’s bat won’t be the image that sticks with us for years to come. Instead, it’ll look something like this: