The San Francisco Giants are going through an experimental stage. Sure, this sounds about as decent as a Carolina Reaper enema, since the team is swimming around in the bottom of the NL West. Meanwhile, the front office fights to put out randomly sprouting media flames with a Paw Patrol water rescuer. But for fans squinting to see that little bit of light at the end of the tunnel (the ones who don’t suspect that the light is actually just a speeding oncoming train, anyway) the joy is found in witnessing the progressions of the players.
Especially when they’re making history.