Dimly Aware in Detroit: Twins at Tigers (Games 44-46)
by, 05-26-2013 at 10:20 PM (311 Views)
Twins at Tigers
10 Pins Fall Down (Game 44)
I asked the score if I should watch the Twins game. The score said no, and I had no regrets about spending some time with my wife, my friend, and an awful movie called The Greenskeeper.
The formerly infamous John Rocker, pitcher, played the killer.
Itís on Netflix.
In the ninth inning, we watched our phones to make sure the Twins avoided getting no-hit.
Following a baseball team has very few real-life side effects. Getting no-hit can really change a fanís next few days. There will be texts, tweets, and Facebook messages. There may be phone calls. Every new site on the Internet and every newsstand mocks you.
Mauer hit a single. No additional suffering this day.
Lots of games left, though.
What IS a Loveable Loser? (Game 45)
The Twins score enough early to limp out of the game with a win.
Itís hard to remember the last names of the Twins rotation. In the shuffle, they lost Joe Benson, for whatever thatís worth.
When, I think about ďloveable loserĒ teams, theyíre usually either teams that pull it together to win in the end or the Chicago Cubs.
I donít want to be a Cubs fan, Target Field division.
Reality isnít doing much to calm my fears. Gleemanís been tweeting Twins pitching stats thatíll curl your toenails. Sometimes Iíd feel more comfortable if we played T-ball.
When I get that scared, I just let someone tell me bedtime stories about the guys in single-A. Itís the only way I can get to sleep.
Head First, Like Pete Rose (Game 46)
The Twins lost again, but weíre not really going to talk about them.
Today was Arrested Development Day. After being off the air for more than seven years, the cult sitcom was resurrected on Netflix. They offered up all 15 new episodes for viewing today, so thatís exactly how many episodes my wife and I watched.
Baseball had to wait for the Bluths. Doubt Iím the only one who thought that today.
Arrested Development got canceled for being a baseball show in a football world. It rewarded patient viewers with keen eyes and quick wits. Itís not something youíd expect a Steve Holt to understand.
If youíre not a frequent visitor to the Bluth banana stand, you know someone who is and theyíve told you all about the show. It perfectly captures a detached, doomed and yet whimsical worldview you need to have when the vultures are circling overhead.
And those vultures bring us right back to the Twins, who made last nightís victory seem like a trick.
Excuse me. Like an illusion.