Remember when the San Francisco Giants won the hearts and minds of America (oh, and the World Series) as a loveable group of misfits?
We were all like, “Who are these guys?” And it was fun, because we love rooting for the underdog, even if that whole torture thing was a bit creepy, yes? (Plus, beards!)
The underdog Giants played as if there wasn’t any pressure on them. Because there wasn’t, and not just because everyone in the city was stoned. They were a bunch of cast-offs, guys who couldn’t find homes elsewhere. General manager Brian Sabean brought them together and, boom, magic.
The media loved the angle, too. The Giants had personality. They had charisma. They had Tim Lincecum. And they weren’t the New York Yankees.
Where were we? Right, another Bay Area squad is borrowing the underdog tag.