Both teams have a chance to come out on top, but as a Giants fan, I’d say it’s looking very sunny for the Giants. After all, having won it all in 2010, 2012, we can now apply Adrian Bejan’s constructal law, which states (if I may simplify it greatly) that patterns in nature reinforce themselves. If they win again this time, we may confidently extrapolate that they will win at least half of all World Series going on forever. Besides the year, here are a few, possibly less absurd, reasons the Giants have a big chance of taking the title again.
First of all, we have the admirable, twenty-five-year-old left-hander Madison Bumgarner, who has managed to make up for in pitching what he lacks in personal decorum — an astonishing thought. Already Bumgarner has played in two World Series, starring in fifteen shutout innings, striking out fourteen, and yielding five hits. His pitches are both high in speed and accuracy, and the best part is Bumgarner flourishes under pressure.
The Giants’ pitcher is by no means the only successful player on the team, of course. The team’s hitters, Buster Posey, Joe Panik, Hunter Pence, and Pablo Sandoval, all know how to knock one out of the park. This offensive fantastic four knows how to pounce on weakness.
Third is Bruce Bochy, who consistently keeps his cool. The Giant’s coach expects the most from his players, and he consistently gets the results he wants. He treats champions and third-strings equally, emphasizing that baseball is team sport, not a one-man show. Bochy deserves nothing but respect from his team, other teams, and spectators alike. The authoritative-but-fair mentor is a fan favorite.
If the Giants have one thing down pat, it’s experience. This team knows what to do to make it into the World Series, and they know how to channel all of their energy into the game when they get there. This year, the Giants have sixteen players who starred in both 2010 and 2012’s World Series games, excluding Tim Hudson and Jake Peavy – two veterans who really know what it means to show up.
Lastly, the Giants have the best fan base I’ve ever encountered. Decked out in black and orange, roaring from the first inning to the ninth, no matter how long it takes to get there, and no idiots running around the stands blocking your view and screaming about selling you hot dogs or ice cream. I’ll be watching like everyone else on Tuesday, waiting for the blast of “Bye Bye Baby.” Go Giants!