WHY THE DODGERS SEEM TO ALWAYS BE IN THE GIANTS’ HEADS
The Giants, and their fans, have always had a massive inferiority complex when it comes to the Dodgers. No matter their success, the stars on their roster and, most recently, their World Series championships, they still, in their heart of hearts know they will never be as storied and beloved a franchise as the Brooklyn/Los Angeles Dodgers.
Sure, the Giants have history, a great one as a matter of fact, but for some reason their entire worth as a fan base goes limp when they measure it against the Dodgers. The recent comments by Giants’ broadcaster, Mike Krukow in regard to Yasiel Puig are a prime example of their inherent Dodger-Envy.
As you know, Yasiel Puig recently said that he considered the St. Louis Cardinals to be more of a rival to the Dodgers than the Giants currently are. Krukow thought this was sacrilegious coming from a mere two-year MLB veteran. Doesn’t he know how much the Dodgers mean to the Giants??? How could he say such a “dumb” thing? The Dodgers/Giants rivalry is epic in its scope!!! How can this punk kid with a cannon arm say that the Cardinals are a greater threat to the Dodgers than the Jints?
Easy. He’s right.
If a rivalry is based on the ability of one team to provide an obstacle to another team’s goals, then clearly over the past two seasons (Puig’s career) the Cardinals have, by far, done the most damage to the Dodgers’ chances for their first World Series appearance since 1988 than anyone. I mean, heck, they knocked The Bums out of the playoffs both years. The Giants finished behind L.A. both years. Why wouldn’t Puig consider the Cards more of a rival? Right now, I do too!
It’s the Giants’ fascination with the Dodgers and the seemingly flippant attitude of Dodger players toward the Giants that has Krukow all butt-hurt. Last I heard Krukow’s guys were parading around some kind of trophy or something. Apparently that’s not enough. He wants the Dodgers’ recognition that Bochy & Co. are the “champs.” Fine. But Puig and Krukow and I and all of us know that the “champs” finished six games behind the Dodgers last season. The Dodgers OWNED the Giants down the stretch. L.A. would have LOVED to meet the Giants in the playoffs! There was no Dodger fear of the Giants. There was an acknowledged respect, but no fear. Had those pesky Redbirds not tossed us out on our butts, Dodger fans would have relished meeting S.F. in the postseason. But, alas, ’twas not to be. That’s baseball.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate Mike Krukow. He seems like a nice enough fellow, albeit not much of a journalist … more of a “shill” for the hometown team … which is okay, I guess. I actually admire his strength and courage in battling a rare and unusual muscle disease and managing to show up for work every day. That’s a trait I’d love to emulate. I’m willing to concede his family likes him and I’m sure his dog wags its tail when he sees Kruk come home. But, Mr. Krukow is the epitome of all Giants fans. He feels compelled to apologize, or at least get prickly, even in victory. His team is superior to your team, no matter what. Never mind the average Giants fan couldn’t name three players on the Diamondbacks roster and that, somehow, in their estimation Brandon Belt is Jimmie Foxx and Johnny Mize reincarnated.
He and Kuiper (whom I will discuss at greater length at a later date) are paid to jack up the locals and help sell tickets. The fact they do so at the expense of their baseball-loving audience only seems sleazy to Dodger fans because we’ve known nothing but the poetic and even-handed reporting of Vin Scully. The rest of baseball employs Carnival Barkers. That’s too bad, but understandable. The problem is their delusion.
I don’t care how many times Hunter Pence inspires his obviously gullible teammates the fact is, the Giants have been “helped” by the modern-era playoff format, unreasonable gifts from the Baseball Gods (Aubrey Huff, Cody Ross, Marco Scutaro, Edgar Renteria, Travis Freaking Ishikawa) and just plain dumb luck (Kansas City third base coaches suddenly throwing up stop signs). I’m sorry, but it’s a fact.
Look, I’m not begrudging their championships. I’d say they’re on more of a “run” than they are a “dynasty” but I could be accused of being bitter and an espouser of sour grapes, charges I readily admit to. I do, however, think it’s a little funny the Giants need Yasiel Puig to help them shake off their “World Series Hangover,” because I don’t think Number 66 is afraid of taking the field against them at all and isn’t impressed by their trophy.
I think he may end up with a few of his own.