My love for the San Francisco Giants means that at least once a year I put myself in a position to be humiliated by them by getting my hopes up and wishing big things for them.
This is that moment.
Now, IN NO WAY is this a prediction thread, because I’m terrible at positive predictions regarding the Giants. It’s so much easier to predict failure — because that’s mostly what baseball (and life) is — but it’s even easier to dream big about one’s favorite team after they’ve had a great Spring Training. And if you’re a Giants fan, that result plus the switch in leadership personality from an anxious, malfunctioning artificial intelligence to Buster Posey has the effect of making anything seem…
