bigsugarcain:

moment of silence to remember the huff-burrell bromance and all of it’s glory

bigsugarcain:

moment of silence to remember the huff-burrell bromance and all of it’s glory

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So Pablo Sandoval uses a cream pie hash tag… Oh my god.
Hey Panda, I know someone who likes giving cream pies, if you know what I mean.

So Pablo Sandoval uses a cream pie hash tag… Oh my god.

Hey Panda, I know someone who likes giving cream pies, if you know what I mean.

Pat Burrell vs Dodgers fan

giantsnaattt:

OMFG.

Huff caught for Burrell. Who else would (Taken with instagram)

Huff caught for Burrell. Who else would (Taken with instagram)

Hai #PatTheBat (Taken with instagram)

Hai #PatTheBat (Taken with instagram)

First three steps Pat Burrell prepares for sex:

  1. Acquire target
  2. Strip clothing
  3. Attack that pu—

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Aubrey Huff hits a 2-run homer, right as Kruk & Kuip talk about his relationship with Pat Burrell. “They played well off of each other.”

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Hey Pat.

Hey Pat.

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Expected, but to have Pat finally coming out to admit it… :(

Expected, but to have Pat finally coming out to admit it… :(

Happy birthday, you awesome son of a bitch.

meetat3rdandking:

Pat Burrell receives hugs from coaches & teammates.

…just look how choked up he was.

The Machine, sex enthusiast, jokester, teammate… No matter what you’ve seen him as before, this is the most humbling Pat Burrell I’ve ever witnessed. He fights back a breakdown and chokes up as he leaves the field to a standing ovation, towards appreciative hugs to teammates. As he entered the field again slightly to tip his cap, you see a very slight sob as he hurries his way into the clubhouse.

There’s no crying in baseball, Pat. But the season’s over, so allow some grateful fans to share and join in with how you’re feeling. Whether 2011 really was your last year or not, we will always be tearfully grateful for your contributions.

meetat3rdandking:

Pat Burrell’s postgame interview, 9/28

Being there and participating in the standing-o, 2010 suddenly flashed in my head. I choked up.

Grant Brisbee does it again.

Pat Burrell is sleeping with your significant other right now. This has nothing to do with my overall point, but I thought it would be something to note. He’s … well, you probably don’t want to know what he’s doing. Just keep reading this. Keeeep reading this. If it makes you feel better, you can tell yourself that he’s playing a game of Clue with your wife or girlfriend. There’s some rope and a candlestick involved, so you wouldn’t be that far off. I bring Burrell up because it’s good to have him back. I also bring him up because he’s sleeping with your significant other right now.

Grant Brisbee, McCovey Chronicles

It’s stuff like this that makes me continue to fuckin’ miss the @HornyPatBurrell Twitter…

But it is good to have him playing again, numbers be damned.

If anything’s more depressing than the Giants lately…

…it’s reading articles and post-game notes of fans and beat writers who are also getting cynical. Every fan — I don’t care how optimistic you are — is on their last nerve, and are about to reach their breaking points. We’re ticked off, we’re pissed, we’re bitter at the entire world, especially after games like yesterday. It’s not incredibly healthy either, because of all the things we’re pissed off about, it’s the Giants. No, not the Diamondbacks and not the Astros, it’s the Giants.

This team isn’t giving up, that is true, but they sure as hell aren’t playing like it. Scraping eight runs in a four-game series against the ASTROS, it can’t get any more pathetic than that. What’s worse is that the Giants have to go 20-8 and the Diamondbacks have to go 16-12 for the rest of the season just to tie. Given the track record lately and even though they accomplished a similar record in September last year, the Giants just don’t seem like they have what it takes to win 20 of the remaining games. The pitching can’t put up zeros forever to carry the non-existent offense — as shown this past August. The Diamondbacks are not going away, and they’re as hot as ever.

Thinking realistically, logic is telling me to give up, have a beer, and wait for Spring Training 2012. Miguel Tejada is in the doghouse by not just the fans, but now my management. Aaron Rowand is picking the absolute worst time to have the crappiest season of his career. Aubrey Huff and Pat Burrell’s almighty team chemistry hasn’t transferred at all to their playing ability this year. Brandon Belt is struggling again (may not have been at this point IF HE JUST FUCKING STAYED ON THE TEAM) and he doesn’t seem like the rookie that will solve all our problems. Pablo Sandoval is having a completely opposite year, compared to his less than great year in 2010, but he alone cannot carry the entire club.

But I’m not giving up. Even though the Giants seem to be doing this:

I just have to stick with the rest of the season with the shred of hope that I have left. This isn’t last year, but I sure as hell hope this last stretch of the season produces similar results.

(Source: catindigamajig)