Wow. Where do I begin? Matsui of course! I can’t contain my excitement on this move. More importantly, we have Ed Wade eating crow and Uncle D scarfing down another contract. Can anyone say “Woody Williams?” This reminds me of that except Drayton had to eat $6 mill on that deal. The worst is yet to come…will Uncle D have to eat a bite of Carlos Lee’s contract? Stay tuned.

Berkman sums up the series right here. Yawn. They were swept in SF after sweeping the Cardinals. This team is consistently inconsistent. They keep you guessing with every game.

Lee cleared the fence for a homer during the game, but it wasn’t enough. Matsui made sure of that, striking out with Bourn at 3rd base to end the game. I won’t miss Matty and his inept bat. At least Lee has something to smile about these days. I abhor his smirks when he is not hitting.

Now a look at SF. Here is a sign directed at Lincecum by the Giants:

I don’t know if Timmy will take heed, but we’ll see. He loves the reefer.

The trolley is one of the things I really enjoy about San Francisco. You hop on, and all kinds of characters hop on with you. After walking up Nob Hill (with luggage) I was very thankful to hitch a ride.

How much do they pay this guy at Sir Francis Drake Hotel? I’m thinking not nearly enough to dress up in this garb. A note on this hotel: the room was extremely small. I won’t be staying here again. I do love eating at Scala’s Bistro which is connected to the hotel. Make sure you have a cable car next time you’re there.

A foggy, rainy day in San Francisco. I absolutely love it. You will never hear me complain about the rain, well, unless there is a rainout.

We made a trip up to the Muir Woods where the Redwoods reside. Amazing and extremely surreal. It was raining hard, but these trees love to slurp up the precipitation so it wasn’t bad at all.

A creek running through Muir Woods.

You can’t go to San Francisco without mentioning Alcatraz. Here is the obligatory picture as well. I would never visit Alcatraz and here is why:

 If I made the trip over there I would never return. It would be like a Lost episode where I’m catapaulted to an alternate reality, and left to try and outsmart John Locke to escape from the island. I’m sure ”The Others” would rear their ugly heads as well.

One more obligatory picture and that is of Chinatown. My wife doctored it up to look like a painting, but I actually like it.

Roy has thrown his hat into the “get me out of Houston” ring. Of course, he doesn’t want to go just anywhere. He wants to land with the oh so predicitable contender. If the Astros play their cards right they could strike it rich with some prospects on the deal. Ok Wade, let’s see what you got. Bring it. Let’s move Berkman too. I did have a problem with how Roy handled the situation. He said it has nothing to with the team doing poorly, it’s all about he has a small window that is closing. Please. Like Judge Judy says “don’t piss on my leg and tell me it’s raining.” You are leaving because this team sucks and everybody knows it. I can’t say I blame you, but don’t lie through your teeth like that.

Bottom line…let’s keep Roy’s bulging disc on the downlow. Maybe all the contenders out there forgot about that.  Inform all media outlets to keep their mouths shut. Namely DICK Justice.