She's not the only one. It happens every time the local teams make it to the playoffs, which in the Giants case was seven years ago.
It's the mind-numbing, god-awful practice of non-sports media types spewing forth disingenuous "Go Giants!" yells, tweets, and in the next 24 hours you're going to see, hear, and read about it. Bad enough that the local yokels take part in this nauseating exercise; worse yet when you see some blond skinny bitch late of market#72 who wouldn't know Tim Lincecum from Tiny Tim utter utterly nonsensical, amateur "Go Giants--whew-whew!!" Oh, just please go do your three minutes and get off!
**The TV people are the worst in this dept. To be fair to the SF market, this gabfest is a national phenomenon that only further reinforces why most sane people hate, A. the media, B. hate the usual standard opening of traditional "news" shows that open with the usual schmuck reporter, "LIVE from the ballpark and the fans are going nuts!" Insert anchor lame question: "So, Gus, looks as if there's a lot of 'Giants fever out there!" Cut to nearest bar, say, Momo's where sure enough, fat white guy and his bloated gf from Burlingame wearing Buster Posey's #28 jersey yells out the obligatory, "Giants rule, dude!" (Background noise, several guys drinking extreme amounts of Guinness and generally acting and screaming foolish banalities, the usual suspects)
My favorite bit is when lame anchor, (it can be TV or radio) quizzes the weather guy about how the weather will be at the game. Oy! Like there's going to be a fucking monsoon that invades AT&T Park tonight! Hell, look outside the window, I see sun and a wisp of fog and about 60 degrees, why the hell this completely pathetic minutiae is even remotely discussed is just more blather for the masses, but, whew-whew, Go Giants!!
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