Focal Point (Twins 6 Tigers 3 -- Games 124)
The Twins win, but do so with an albatross hanging around their neck. An albatross with a catcher's mask and sideburns.
Joe Mauer sat out this game and ended up on the 7 day concussion DL. This has the potential to be beyond bad. Mauer is the reference point that holds the Twins in position. If his efficacy is limited or destroyed by the lingering side effects of a concussion, down goes up and up goes down.
(Twins 4 White Sox 3 -- Game 119)
Twins win on a walk-off hit from Chris Herrmann. That's a memory he'll keep in his back pocket forever.
Pelfrey made a game of it on the mound. Maybe there's something to him, but I don't know if I can take another season of wondering what's going to end up on the Target Field mound, and what pitch its arm will fall off while throwing.
What are the chances it's going to get better, though? I'm as optimistic about the future
The Twins Were Sharknados First (Twins 0 Yankees 2 - Game 89)
A SyFy televion movie called Sharknado took over the world of Twitter, and I’ll bet most Twins fans didn’t put up too much of a struggle.
Sharknado is a movie whose title tells you exactly what you’re going to see on your TV. The Internet Movie Database estimates it cost about a million to make. I’ll bet no one over the age of eight expected any quality from it, and yet it stole the world’s heart for a moment
Holding a Handful of Water (Twins 7 White Sox 5 – Game 66)
As a kid, I used to fill my cupped palm with water to see how long I could hold onto it. No matter how steady I held my hand, the water always slipped away.
I grew up Iowa. We made our own fun and we liked it.
As an adult Twins fan, the feeling returns to me. Game after game I see the Minnesota team find a big inning – like their four run first inning – and then slowly let it slide through their
Twins versus Mariners
No Big Deal (Game 51)
The ball game was relegated to nothing more than background noise. The goose-egg on the Twins’ side of the scoreboard did little to lure me back in.
With baseball refusing to signal the beginning of weekend joy. My conversation with my friend turned to ghost stories and hard luck tales. I even dug out the flashlight for that special campfire vibe.
And so it’s like this: Baseball is apple pie, and
Twins at Brewers
Wanting What Uecker’s Got (Game 47)
Twins found a win on their first game of the series in Milwaukee. I listened to the first inning on the radio and monitored the rest of the action on my phone. I only half believe giving up on a team hurts their chances of winning, but I absolutely know they won in spite of my pessimism today.
Listened to Bob Uecker call that first inning. Still weird to think about him having a stalker for all of those
Weather kept Twins baseball off my radio from the game ending Tuesday night until today's 2-1 victory over the White Sox.
In that time, the nation struggled to reclaim meaning from tragedy. Locally, winter weather kicked Minnesotan ribs while the state was still down from the last snowstorm.
Baseball would've helped.
Somehow, the Twins are at .500 again. I haven't looked at any stats, but my gut's telling me their at bats have a little more pep in them than
If my Twins blog gets any bleaker, it'll have to wear black eyeliner.
Not too worried. First Spring Training home run by a Minnesota Twin will have me predicted a World Series victory in six games. I'm like that.
Roger Clemens is threatening to become an obsession for me. He could go into the Ty Cobb Hall of Fame for players so completely unlikeable they've become loveable. I'd drive him there myself, as long as I didn't have to rub Icy-Hot on his groin area.