Twins vs White Sox, 09-14-2012, 7:10pm

[Brock Beauchamp]

Twins:

Denard Span CF

Jamey Carroll 2B

Josh Willingham DH

Justin Morneau 1B

Trevor Plouffe 3B

Darin Mastroianni LF

Matt Carson RF

Drew Butera C

Pedro Florimon SS

(Esmerling Vasquez P)

 

Whiteys:

Alejandro De Aza LF

Kevin Youkilis 3B

Dewayne Wise CF

Paul Konerko 1B

Alex Rios RF

A.J. Pierzynski C

Dayan Viciedo DH

Alexei Ramirez SS

Gordon Beckham 2B

(Chris Sale P)

[snepp]

Yes they lose the series, or yes they win it?

 

 

[Brock Beauchamp]

Yes they lose the series, or yes they win it?

 

 

 

Yes.

[Brock Beauchamp]

Francisco Vasquez on the mound tonight.

[Brock Beauchamp]

Vasquez is looking pretty good so far. Good movement, keeping the ball down, throwing strikes.

[snepp]

Vasquez is looking pretty good so far. Good movement, keeping the ball down, throwing strikes.

 

Way to go, look what you've done now.

[Brock Beauchamp]

The bases loaded walk is the most unacceptable thing in baseball. Throw a friggin' meatball. Make the hitter beat you.

[GCTF]

The bases loaded walk is the most unacceptable thing in baseball.

 

Bases loaded walk > Jeff Gray > Drew Butera

[Brock Beauchamp]

LOL. A single.

[snepp]

LOL @ Beckham nearly ****ing up a 6 foot toss to 2nd. That would have made my night.

[Brock Beauchamp]

The Twins are getting solid contact on Sale but it's getting them nowhere. Another night of bad luck for a bad team.

[Guest USAFChief]

By opening day, the Twins really need figure out how it has become so ridiculously easy to steal bases against them, and take some steps to fix it.

[Ultima Ratio]

Good effort Drew baby!

[glunn]

I only caught the last 2 innings. Another game where the Twins never had a chance?

[Bark's Lounge]

Dang. Not much to lament about. It is the last month of play in a uber losing season - sad as it is. I'll leave this thread post with a Bukowski poem...

 

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders

and the grocery clerks

never know that

he's

in there.

 

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say,

stay down, do you want to mess

me up?

you want to screw up the

works?

you want to blow my book sales in

Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too clever, I only let him out

at night sometimes

when everybody's asleep.

I say, I know that you're there,

so don't be

sad.

then I put him back,

but he's singing a little

in there, I haven't quite let him

die

and we sleep together like

that

with our

secret pact

and it's nice enough to

make a man

weep, but I don't

weep, do

you?