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Game Thread: Twins @ Royals, 7/29 @ 7:10Pm Ct

Minnesota Twins Talk Today, 02:24 PM
Post whore. You should have seen RB pre-whore.
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Game Thread: Twins @ Royals, 7/29 @ 7:10Pm Ct

Minnesota Twins Talk Today, 02:24 PM
I wouldn't know, of course, but I've heard it'll make you go blind. Like!
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Game Thread: Twins @ Royals, 7/29 @ 7:10Pm Ct

Minnesota Twins Talk Today, 02:24 PM
Geez... it appears you can like your own posts. That is wrong! I wouldn't know, of course, but I've heard it'll make you go blind.
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What Games? Twins at Indians Recap

Attached Image: 1927951498_1368080883.png Department of Water and Power (Twins 1 Indians 5 Game 69)

It’s really easy to forget about a baseball game when you open up your blinds to see water slapping into your window like gravity made a 90 degree mistake.

Weekend baseball series are like a family cookout you can take with you on the car stereo. When the Twins are out of town, the cookout covers the Twin Cities and keeps going. You can ask strangers in blue and red for a score and they’ll tell you. If your biological family is far away, Twins Territory never is.
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That said, the rain and wind announced something bigger than baseball was coming; then, power dropped out. Somewhere between the storm and the silence, my phone informed me the Twins had already lost. At least I wouldn’t have that to fret about.

Sometime around 1 AM, my wife and I took to the roads to get ice, water, and batteries. I wondered what would have happened if the storm had hit when the Twins were holding court in Target Field. I don’t think I even looked to see if the lights were on. Seeing that place dark just breaks my heart.

Kick in the Pants (Twins 7 Indians 8 - Game 70)

I expect the power to come back on within two hours of it going out. I’m not saying this is realistic, but it’s true for me. I don’t even get worried; I just know I have to wait two hours and the power will come back on.

The Twins took the field 24 hours after power went out, and my house was still powerless. I was powerless. The Target I went to for candles and trail mix was half-powerless; the freezer section was a casualty of the storm.

I bought a brick of batteries to put in a twelve-year-old portable radio. One trip out of the house had brought me from the Stone Age to the 1980's. I could set the radio outside, put my feet up on a lawn chair, and listen to the Twins play.

Except P.J. Walters spoiled the evening I was brewing. If I had power in my house, I’d be scouring Twitter and the Internet beyond for reasons why before I would really let myself cuss him out for all those walks. Rendered powerless, I was forced to give him the benefit of the doubt.

There are parts about not having electricity I’ve learned to enjoy. Reading Game of Thrones by candlelight seemed rather fitting, which was a blessing. I downed 500 pages of that book while killing time. When I go downstairs I like holding my flashlight like a cop and pretending I’m in a late 90s suspenser/thriller. I even get to watch the cars driving past my window and imagine flipping off the ones I’m pretty sure have electricity.

Moseying into Town (Twins 4 Indians 3 - Game 71)

The Twins won, but I didn’t notice 'til afterwards. We’re still powerless and I keep losing track of time without having a cell phone clock to check.

I caught the postgame show in my car on the way home from a trip into civilization to fill my saddlebags with power for my necessities. Then, at home, I caught Gleeman and the Geek on my portable radio as I stared at my Starin’ Tree and hoped I had enough juice to finish my game recap while it’s still fresh in mind.

I’m such a cry-baby. Couple days without tech toys and I feel like Major League Baseball is sailing away from me across the Seven Seas. This is just a temporary loss of obsessive electronic fandom. Gone is the illusion I can harness the entire game in my head the moment it happens.

Now, when I’m gazing at my Starin’ Tree, I imagine the game in my head. These mental phantoms aren’t real, and they can’t be analyzed. Still, there’s an added heroic element to these daydreams, as if boyhood dreams come home at last.


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