The Game – Giants 2 vs. Rockies 4
The pain! The lashings! Six straight losses! How low can they go!?
Tim Lincecum was lit up early in Wednesday night’s game, giving up a three-run homer to kick off the first inning. The Rockies fourth and final run would come in the following inning, though that one was unearned. Do I even need to address the Giants’ lack of offense?
The good news, at least for me, was that I couldn’t watch the whole game. I imagine Bruce Bochy wishes he could say the same thing.
The Bar – Big Sur Taphouse
That’s right: Big Sur. El Sur Grande. That unadulterated stretch of California coastline rhapsodized in song and story. Before catching a concert next door at Loma Vista Gardens, my girlfriend and I popped into the Big Sur Taphouse to catch a few innings of the game and drink a couple of beers. This is one of those places that makes you want to move to Big Sur.
The inside is small, appointed with a long communal table, three intimate and secluded two-tops, and a couple of large group tables. Mounted on the ceiling are several old hand saws, which I assume hark back to Big Sur’s logging days. There are also two TVs, one on each side of the bar, and on Wednesday night both the Giants and Warriors games were being shown. Outside, beneath a canopy of trees, a large patio is equipped with several picnic tables and a few Adirondack chairs—the perfect place to knock back a Hop Stoopid ($6) and fill up on carnitas tacos ($10). If you go, make sure to pick up one of the vintage bottle openers for sale up front.
The Fan – Chris
Splitting his time between San Jose and Big Sur, Chris was clacking away on his computer—one eye on the Warriors game—when we sat down next to him at the Big Sur Taphouse. We talked rental markets (a topic that comes up time and time again with the people I meet in this part of the country) and discussed our options in moving to Big Sur (not gonna happen, at least not yet). And while Chris is more interested in basketball than baseball, he still has a soft spot for the Giants.
Oddly enough, this was not the last we’d see of him. Big Sur is small, and after getting the boot when the Taphouse closed for the night, Chris retreated to Fernwood Tavern, just down the road. When we popped into Fernwood after the concert, there was Chris, computer in front him, clacking away just as he had been four hours earlier. Keep on writing, Chris!
The Concert – Mac Demarco
OK, it’s not a regular section of the blog, but I had to include it, as Mac Demarco is one of my favorite musicians. After drinks at the Big Sur Taphouse, we saw Mac and his band shred through an hour and a half of music at Loma Vista Gardens. There was crooning, moshing, stand-up comedy—the gamut. And after the show, he and I sang Chris Isaak’s “Wicked Game” together. Which is what we’re doing here. In a warm embrace I won’t soon forget.
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