


To those of you who paid any attention whatsoever to my bold predictions last week, I have one question. Why??
I didn’t think the Warriors had a prayer of winning Game 7 of the first round series with Houston. Not in front of a rabid home crowd and not playing against a defense that, were it not on a basketball court, could incur assault and battery charges.
I compounded that with telling anyone who’d listen that Journalism was the best horse in the Kentucky Derby and worth investing the baby’s college fund on.
I did add the proviso that the favorite hadn’t won the Derby in seven years, but hey, one small college fund is worth the risk don’t you think?
Of course we all now know that the W’s got out of Houston with a win and Sovereignty out-slogged Journalism to the finish line to win the Derby.
Of course I doubled up on giving the Warriors little chance on the road in Game 1 against Minnesota. And, if you bet the kid’s future on Journalism in the Derby I have some thoughts about a nice trade school that could suffice.
So now I find myself betting on the severity of a hamstring. If the over/under on Stephen Curry’s hammy is one week, I think I’m taking the over.
The injury that Curry suffered in the game one win in Minneapolis Tuesday night is a Grade 1 hamstring strain. Grade 1, medically, is the least severe type of upper hamstring injury that one can sustain.
That’s the good news.
Medics say that were you or I to get such an injury, we’d be back up and able to perform our daily routine in just a few days.
That would take into account that our daily routine involves walking to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee, sitting at a desk pounding computer keys, walking to the car, and picking the kids up from school.
If, however that insignificant strained muscle requires that you run a million miles an hour for at least 38 minutes, none of it in a straight line, while being assaulted by a squadron of very large people, the recoup time can be somewhat affected. And that’s not even allowing for having to leap into the air in a nano-second and toss a ball into a hoop some 30 feet away while being pursued like a lion trying to feast on a wildebeest.
And remember, lions always go after the one’s that are hurting.
So, rather than a few days, the average NBA recuperative time for a Grade 1 hamstring strain is 10 days.
Now here again, the writing of this column falls into the dreaded time conundrum of there having been another game played between these scribblings and your reading of them.
The part of Batman is now being played by Jimmy Butler and the role of Robin — at least for the next couple of performances — will be played by Buddy Hield. The real Batman is hoping for the same cure-all as his fictional self used to cure Joker’s Disease in Batman: Arkham Knight — a combination of a mental and physical antidotes.
I tried to find that on MedMD but it seems the FDA has not yet approved it outside of Gotham City. But if anybody can find it, it’s Steph Curry.
The Warriors sure hope so.
Who are those guys?
Meanwhile the San Francisco Giants continue to plow through the current season not realizing for one minute that they aren’t as good a team as their record might indicate. But hey, what do they say about ignorance?
As I write this, the Giants have the second most wins in major league baseball. Just one game behind the dreaded Dodgers. They breezed into Chicago to do battle with the most prodigious offense in the National League, and danced out of town having won two of three from the hometown Cubbies.
Statistically there is no reason for this team to be where they are. They have a collective team batting average of .236. Only Jung Hoo Lee is above the .300 mark. Three of their current starters are at or below the Mendoza line (a .200 batting average). They strike out an average of 8.6 times per game. Their starting pitchers have recorded only 12 of their 24 wins. Eight relief pitchers have wins, and the closer has a 6.08 ERA.
So how is this team hovering just a game or so behind the mighty Dodgers in the standings? Intangibles!
It’s a team, unlike those in the Farhan era, whose players know their roles. They also know they’re not going to walk into the clubhouse and find their locker empty.
Despite some recent “what the hell was that?” fielding moments, they are a solid defensive team.
This is a team that believes in itself and is managed by a guy who believes in his team.
Unlike the last few years, when they’re behind in a game, you’re not immediately searching for reruns of Let’s Make a Deal to watch on TV.
There is a certain joie de vivre about this team. The joy of a big win, or big moment in any game is infectious. And that translates to bodies in seats.
They may not be amongst baseball’s elite in terms of any statistical representation. All they do consistently is win.
And now that we’re in the middle of the second month of the season, I don’t think this is an aberration. I think this is who this team is.
I’m not going to preach that this is the second coming of the 2010 World Champion Giants, but what I do think is that there’s a tone being set under the new President of Baseball Ops — that Posey guy — that will again make this a place that players want to play.
And a place where the top priority isn’t home runs or batting average.
It’s character.
And that wins championships.
Barry Tompkins is a 40-year network television sportscaster and a San Francisco native. Email him at barrytompkins1@gmail.com.