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  1. PeanutsFromHeaven
    After our second year of watching and gambling on Twins baseball, we Peanuts from Heaven had our annual pay-off dinner/drinking fest at the St. Paul Grill, aligning perfectly with Game One of the World Series. And while Stinky bemoaned Alcides Escobar's lousy pitch selection (seriously, three pitches up by his eyes? I mean...who does he think he is, Delmon Young?), we also made time to talk about the team we actually care about.
     
    In the midst of the third...or maybe fifth...scotch, I started to think that there were, surprisingly, some similarities between the drinks I savored and the players who made it possible. High falutin'? Yes. Totally subjective? Sure. Overly generous to players who still managed to lose 90 games? You bet. But hey after this many scotches, it's hard not to get a little generous.
     


    Kyle Gibson = The Strathisla 12 Year
    Gibson struggled at the beginning of his career. Then, after showing some promising points to him, but he had a hard time finishing the job in later innings/months of the season. The Strathisla [pronounced, Strah-eel-ah] smells a little like minerals when you start, then tastes both sweet (like caramel) and potent (like pine), before finishing a little meekly.
     


     
    The Edradour 10 Year = Eduardo Escobar
    The Edradour, or...Eduaradour, if you will, comes from the smallest distillery in Scotland, it's relatively under the radar, seemingly unimpressive and generally unknown. But those who know it, and like it are fiercely loyal. As if the backstory isn't convenient enough, there's the fact that the drink tastes like a mix of mild peppers and pulpy citrus...you know, like an occasionally defensively stylish, occasionally offensively potent short stop.
     


    Brian Dozier = the Glenmorangie 18 year
    Obviously, Brian Dozier is the team's current Dream Boat. A total sweetheart of a guy who, has a bevy of fans, like Glenmorangie (outsold only by the big guns of Glenlivet, Macallan, Glenfidditch and Balvenie). The 18 year old variety is just as sweet as Dozier's looks, with wheaty/grain like notes that bring to mind the amber waves of his hair, before finishing with a little woody kick (kind of like Dozier's home run pop).
     
     
     
    The Glenmorangie Quinta Ruban = Glen Perkins
    Speaking of the Glenmorangie, the Quinta Ruban's my personal favorite, not unlike Glen Perkins himself. There's spices and orange-y sweetness for a full-bodied dram that finishes nicely. Perkins himself obviously finishes nicely, is "full bodied" to put it politely, and as his twitter-feed and rapport with his running wife suggests has a fine mix of spice and sweet.
     


    Phil Hughes = The Balvenie 21 Year Portwood
    Balvenies are slightly more obvious in the global market (not unlike Phil Hughes former team, the Yankees). But even among Balvenies (or Ex-Balvenies as the case may be) a 21 year old scotch is a rare thing, much smaller in volume than most of the 3-8 year old scotches that dominate the market...this doesn't come along very often. And when you finish the drink in a special port barrel, it adds layer upon layer of complexity. I didn't know much about Phil Hughes when he was signed, I don't know a tonnage about him now, but I do know that his season this year was a special one, and without it, I wouldn't have had this Scotch. So for that Phil Hughes I give you a special toast. Slainte.
  2. PeanutsFromHeaven
    A year ago I offered an alternative statistic for measuring player worth--not in wins/losses, but in the far more useful field of entertaining the fan base: Amusement Above Replacement Player (AARP) for short. The statistic is measured in five key categories on a scale of -2 to +2,
    Play
    Nickname:
    Physical Traits:
    Personality/Demeanor:
    Oddities:

    When added up, these statistics gives us a total AARP somewhere between -10 and +10.
     
    Last year, the AARP statistic revealed that while the Twins could hit, they couldn't really inspire much to interest the general public. Beyond Joe Mauer there just weren't many other people of note, Brian Dozier's break out season aside. A year older and wiser, it's worth wondering who if anyone has been able to grab attention and interest of the masses.
     
    Again regular statistics don't always do it justice, but there's reason for optimism for Twins fans, especially when it comes to the offensive side of the ball.
     
    Josmil Pinto--Last year's promising start was tempered by the fact he neither got regular playing time, nor did he get to stay with the team all year. But on the plus side, I'm now convinced that "Josmi-and-the-Pussycats" is going to be the next great Saturday Morning Cartoon.
    AARP: 1.6 (Up +0.6 from last year)
     
    Eduardo Nunez--Having been saved from the Yankees, Nunez has a little redemption/comeback story about him, but is never as interesting, curious or good as other players AARP: 0.2
     
    Chris Colabello--The plucky, scrappy narrative story line remains a fan favorite and even though he will likely never get better than the one magical month that one magical month makes him special. AARP: 0.9
     
    Aaron Hicks--It seems like there are two camps on Aaron Hicks, those who will never forgive him for disappointing them the first time, and those who will need at least two seasons of great play before they learn to love again AARP: 0.6
    Kennys Vargas--The big bopping Rookie who actually has more than a single month under his belt, Vargas is definitely encouraging irrational optimism with his Ortiz-esque appearance, Ortiz-esque interview style and Ortiz-esque moon shots. Even his nascent nickname's ("Li'l Papi", "Bam-Bam", etc) are winners. AARP: 3.4
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sIUWcprDKQQ/UUkeZ2niFLI/AAAAAAAACIo/pVVzvAnifFw/s1600/ChrisParm.jpg
    Chris Parmelee--Parmelee is the forlorn example of where the Twins were for so many years: neither amazingly talented nor totally without promise and featuring nearly no personality at all. AARP: 0.3 (Same as last year)
     
     
    Oswaldo Arcia--"Ar-see-ya" (or "Waldo" as I prefer to call him) keeps earning loyalists. The streaky power he has flashed for two years promises to make Target Field's faithful stand up and cheer every time he crushes one when it counts (seeing his standing-o back in May was proof of that), and the unpredictabilty of his mohawk has entrenched him as a local landmark. AARP: 3.1 (Up +1.6 from last year--gains in playing (though not defensively), nicknames, and physical appearance)
     
     
     
    Danny Santana--I sadly left behind my cable subscription right around the time Danny Santana became a fixture in the Twins line-ups but I have remained consistently impressed by his positivity and energy despite being consistently played out of position by Twins management. Whether or not he ever gets a chance at shortstop "Dan-San" or "Dan-the-Man" has a sizable leash from Twins fans. AARP: 2.3
     
     
     
    Eduardo Escobar--Brad Swanson began the Eddie 500 campaign in the spring and I was happy to join in the fun, little did we know that we were witnessing something even better: the emergence of "Nick Punto 2.0". For both that nickname and his play, I salute you Eduardo Escobar! AARP: 2.5
     
     
     
    http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kYOpd-bmN6Q/UjuqjZV6zJI/AAAAAAAACNg/iX82lfOTxRk/s1600/PlouffePants.jpg
    Gratuitous Plouffe Bash
    Kurt Suzuki--The man who was supposed to be a back-up, then a place holder for Josmil Pinto, just never went away. Between the clutch hitting, the positive community involvement, the unique Hawaiian background, and--now--the long-term contract, Suzuki's lovable, but perhaps a little early in his peak. AARP: 2.9
     
     
     
    Joe Mauer--The Chairman (all praises to his name) continues to be mildly amusing to those of us who know him best, but right now it looks like he's trying to keep up on the field and has slipped below the level of nationally recognized superstar. AARP: 4.8 (Down -0.4 in field performance)
     
     
     
    Trevor Plouffe--The joy of shouting "Trevor!" in my best Neville Longbottom impression has risen dramatically this year, and the head smacking stupidity of his play at third base has decreased. Combine those two factors and you have a far more AARP: 1.8 (Up +1.4 thanks to on-field performance and wider variety of nicknames)
     
     
     
     
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qgQNCN1gq50/UUkWnpa0vwI/AAAAAAAACIE/TV-EgF0_tkM/s1600/BrianDozer.jpg
    Yeah Diamondcentric
    did it better
    Brian Dozier--The biggest surprise of last year continued his flair for great hitting, highlight-reel-fielding, impressive hair, and a true good-ol-boy southern charm. He's not the face of the franchise like Mauer is, but he is a tremendous asset and widely appreciated both on the field and in the community. AARP: 4.2 (Up +0.5 with wider appreciation of nickname, and off field personality)
     
     
    Last year's break down of the offense showed one elite player (AARP Greater than 5.0, Mauer) and one local favorite (AARP Between 2.0 and 4.9, Dozier). This year while Mauer's not a nationally elite name any more, the core of the team seems solidly in place. With Santana, Escobar, Suzuki, Arcia, Vargas, Dozier, Mauer (plus Glen Perkins and Phil Hughes on the mound) creating a rather likable, if not world-beating core of the team, the Twins have much larger set of players who fans can form an attachment to.
     
     
     
    Of course many other writers will point out the folly in forming an attachment to players whose greatest value is on the trade market, but hey, if you wanted genuine analysis of player value, you wouldn't be reading this article about a totally made up and arbitrary statistic.
     
    If you'd be interested in more "shouting", "yelling", "making things up" then I eagerly encourage you to post in comments or suggest other directions for the postings.
  3. PeanutsFromHeaven
    Chs. 4-5: July and August
     
    The fledgling, flickering hope alive in the hearts of the Twins and their fans at the end of June was doused with the frigid realization of inadequacy. The pivotal moment established by the previous chapters' foreshadowing was for the "All-Star Game" to be held in the middle of July.
     
     
    http://www2.pictures.zimbio.com/gi/Kurt+Suzuki+85th+MLB+Star+Game+m2g5VjqmdOnl.jpg Yay! The Party's Over!!
    In hosting the party, the Twins had their moment to seize relevance and prominence, to rise up to a stature and status which has so frequently seemed out of their reach. When they threw the doors open to their guests they were confronted with the truth that they cannot hope to compete with the shining stars of the baseball firmament.
     
     
     
     
    Like Tom Buchanan in The Great Gatsby or the Narrator in Proust's In Search of Lost Time the Twins are party-goers without an ounce of composure or self-reliance. Hidden away in a corner of their stadium until the final moments, they emerge just in time to see the celebration end. Yet when everyone leaves, the team collapses into a disheartened funk. Pulling themselves out of the doldrums to win just 3 of the next 10 games, leaving their fans disappointed and the team itself broken.
     
     
     
    But, in a cruel twist of fate, the team is not allowed to creep back into anonymity, awaiting another spring and fresh start. Instead they are subjected to an extended August road trip, through the repeated self-flagellation of sporadic hitting and consistently implosive pitching. Moments of triumph (including an outburst of 32 runs against a vaunted Tigers team) are tempered by the now blatantly inverted hierarchy of the team's past glory, as former fools and patsies the Kansas City Royals repeatedly batter the squad.
     
     
    Character Development
     
    Kendrys Morales/Sam Fuld/Kevin Correia/Josh Willingham--These chapters are often paired together because they feature the departures of four previously significant characters. Each of these characters was fraught with contradictions that are both enticing to some readers and maddening to others (witness the previously mentioned Morales and his dualism: i.e. symbol of contender status/presence on a losing team). Tellingly, when each character exits the team clubhouse these moments aren't regarded with celebration, despair, or even much surprise. Instead they appear to be the annual sacrifices to whatever deity drives Twins' Baseball operations: a constant memento mori for their teammates and a simple transaction to their fans.
     
     
    http://cache1.asset-cache.net/gc/453420426-kennys-vargas-and-danny-santana-of-the-gettyimages.jpg?v=1&c=IWSAsset&k=2&d=GkZZ8bf5zL1ZiijUmxa7Qbr3ZJ4V4kmpG%2Bmu7qkubMtcEetrC9464mFqVoA11h8k Bam-Bam & Dan-San
    Kennys Vargas/Danny Santana--While all the fixation on veterans around the trade deadline, and in the departure gates of the Minnesota airports serves to bring a glowering gloom over everyone, two of the most prominent replacements offer hope and opportunity. Kennys Vargas and Danny Santana (substituting in for Kendrys Morales/Sam Fuld respectively) also feature prominently in this volume's awareness of cultural differences, shifting the clubhouse away from non-descript veteran white guys to young latino players, a mirroring of the nation's demographics as a whole.
    Trevor May--While Vargas and Santana emerge as options within the line-up, May is an intriguing study in the cyclical nature of expectations and reactions. Prior to the expulsion of Correia, a great many fans were clamoring for May's ascendency to the major league roster. Upon his arrival, May sputters, gags, and behaves precisely as you would expect an uncertain young man to behave. In his (admittedly small) sample of performance, he appears to be every bit the mockable man that the aforementioned Correia was, providing the clearest link between this team and the second section of TS Eliot's "Portrait of a Lady"--from which the title came.
    Kurt Suzuki--The other figure with the clearest gain from these two months is new catcher Kurt Suzuki. One of the two Twins to attend the aforementioned awkward all-star party, Suzuki parlayed his early success to fondness from fans and a long term contract. However, these moments of growth and personal victory are balanced by the knowledge that many other longer-term Twins signing (including the recently departed Willingham) have collapsed.
     
    Key Quotes/Stats Explained
    Cumulative WAR for Morales/Fuld/Correia/Willingham-- 1.1
    Cumulative WAR for Vargas/Santana/May/Schafer-- 2.7
     
    WAR (or Wins Above Replacement) is often the go to quote/stat for fans to trot out, yet the creation of the number is a rather complicated and differ depending on which equation (or translation of the equation you cite).
     
    Generally speaking, things that positions players do to create runs (including drawing walks, getting various kinds of hits, and stealing bases) are multiplied by their relative weight or importance (home runs matter more than singles, etc.) and adjusted in relationship to their position on the field (with center fielders/short stops getting greater credit than first basemen and DHs). Those positive numbers are compared to the average player in the league to create a viable means of judging one player against another. [Meanwhile pitchers are judged almost entirely on preventing runs, largely through runs allowed during their innings pitched]. While the best players might have a +8 WAR, the average starter would be around 2, while the average bench player would be between 0 and 1.9
     
    Within these chapters the Twins removed four players from consistent play and gave their time to four others. The four who left totaled 1.1 (though Kendrys Morales' -0.7 pulled that down significantly), while the four who stepped up totaled 2.7 (again undermined by Trevor May's -0.9). The broad take away is that, even though it does not translate into immediate results in the "win column", this shift is for the best for the Twins and their team. However, the net gain amongst hitters (+2.5) fails to compensate for the net loss from Correia to May (-0.7).
     
    Literary Term to Impress your Teacher/Attractive English Major Friend: http://cmclaughlin658.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/url1.jpeg Mmm...that's a good pastiche
    Our recent literary and cultural history has leaned heavily on satire and parody. The Daily Show uses satire to deliver a pointed critique on common styles of tv news programs. The "Scary Movie" franchise uses parody to expand on cliches and tropes in horror movies to the point of making them explode in absurdity. But the Twins' use neither of these, preferring instead to use pastiche, which again uses styles and habits of others, but does so for the purpose of honoring and complimenting the initial creator, rather than mocking them. Like TS Eliot--whose "Portrait of a Lady" poem builds off of Henry James, Christopher Marlowe and Jules Lafourge--these chapters of the Twins' 2014 season pay homage to the wealth of talented athletes who played on the field during the all-star game, and the restarted franchises who regained their talent through creative destruction.
  4. PeanutsFromHeaven
    The trade deadline is looming over the heads of Twins fans right now. Like a honed knife's edge, like a hunter's net, like a disapproving parent at the doorway of a kegger thrown by their independent child: it's looming.
     
    At least that's my feeling. And I admit it's a weird one. After all the Twins are sellers (again) in a seller's market (witness the hauls for relatively unimpressive talents thus far). We should be confident. We should be beaming with pride. We should be the belle of the ball, fending off suitors for our valuable assets. Sure they aren't that valuable, but who cares? It's the trade deadline, value is inflated and we've got what other teams want.
     
    So why does the deadline worry me so much?
     
    Because I feel like we need to get something great out of it, far more than any contending team does.
     
    Because I feel like we need a win. And if they aren't coming from the field, then they need to come from the smoke-filled rooms where deals are made. (Though I suppose, since smoking bans went into effect the rooms are probably just filled with smug self-importance.)
     
     
    It's not that surprising or worrying that the Twins are sellers. It's not surprising that the season is in tatters and we're all debating what they can steal from some desperate rival's hands. What is surprising is that I'm nervous about it, and I'm all too resigned to seeing the deadline pass with another unimpressive whimper.
     
    I'm still working on getting pictures to transfer clearly--so If you like pictures with your words you can check out the same post on our personal website.
     
    After three years of supporting management's decisions, I'm dumbstruck. I've supported patience and measured responses. I've supported building from within. I've supported the cautious investments in low-end free agents. But now I've got nothing, and I'm desperate.
     
    I can't figure out why woefully struggling players trot out to the field long past their sell-by date. I've got no idea why our young players are accepted as consistently inconsistent. And I'm at an utter loss to understand why prospects are left to languish in the minor leagues when there's no better rival for the position in the bigs.
     
    In short. I'm a Twins fan. And I am desperate.
     
    We need a win here. We didn't just lose 7 games on the home stand. We lost a year of development for Sano. We lost half-a-year for Buxton. We lost a couple months of Meyer and May learning the big league routine. We lost a chunk of cash on Pelfry and Nolasco. We lost the feel good memories of Bartlett, Kubel and Matty G. We lost the hope of a consistent Arcia, a burgeoning Pinto, a resilient Hicks. We are in a constant state of losing Joe Mauer: day by day, sore inch by sore inch, percentage point by percentage point, insult by insult...until, I'm convinced, some day he wakes up and either can't play or can't wait to play anywhere but here.
     
    We might be the unluckiest team in baseball, but right now we are definitely losers. And we're starting to feel like we're always going to be losers (hence the widely reported swing towards apathy this last week). This feels like a chance, a golden chance to get a win. But that's the problem with feeling like losers: even when you have a golden chance to win...you start expecting that you WILL LOSE.
     
    That's why the trade deadline's looming. This is our chance to turn Josh Willingham and Kevin Correia and Kurt Suzuki into Gold* (See note below). But there's that nagging fear that they'll turn into a flaming bag of poo instead. After all, when you're as desperate as I feel right now, you don't make the best choices.
     
    We need a win right now. I want us to win right now. And I have very little confidence that we will.
     
    But hey...If I wanted to feel confidence on a regular basis I wouldn't be a Twins fan. If I was on the point of collapsing into apathy or anger I wouldn't keep using the "we" pronoun when talking about a team that has never employed me or asked my opinion about anything.
     
    *Honestly, I know they aren't worth gold and no GM would give us gold, but if we could get a couple pieces of bronze, and an opportunity to see a piece of silver from the vault, I'd call that a win.
  5. PeanutsFromHeaven
    Again, all this is available at our personal website...only with pictures!! YAY PICTURES!
    I'm surprised to note that I have not blogged about an all-star game in three years. Not in Kansas City, nor in New York. Maybe I was actually off living my life. But with the game in the Twin Cities, I was eager to both celebrate the festivities in person, and watch the game (with all the excellent athletes and irritating announcers that come along with it).
    Here's what I learned.
    Atmosphere > Imagine Dragons--I'm not much of a musical person, but I have to say that going to the All-Star weekend concert (free courtesy of Mrs. Peanut's work connections) was much more enjoyable for Atmosphere's presence rather than Imagine Dragons. However, for future reference major touring pop bands that play all-star games (because I know you all read my blog), if you want to make fans forever, play a personalized version of that team's "song". If Imagine Dragons had played "We're Gonna Win Twins"...or even the first 8 measures, I'd have been a fan for life.
    My mom makes interesting bets--Rather than predict or argue over silly inconsequential things in the baseball game, like who will win, or how they'll score, my mother had a fun time predicting exactly what stupid things singers would do during All-Star Festivities. Singing for a living has that effect, and though the exact number of trills, flats, sharps, and unfortunate breath marks were never exactly cross-referenced with any website, it was good fun to bet on it never the less.
    Joe Buck Can't Read--My father prefers to channel his baseball watching towards the announcers. Usually, this involves rolling his eyes at Bert or clapping along with Dick Bremer, but when the national announcers call the game it involves total exasperation with Joe Buck, who doesn't seem to understand that it's a good idea to read a scorecard while calling a game to cover simple things like: the teams, who's batting, the score and which inning it is. But by god he can say "cold Coors Light" better than any other announcer in history so, he'll keep on announcing until we're all old and gray.

     
    Alcohol Helps--Speaking of cold Coors Lights...I don't drink them. But I do drink other things, and when subjected to Joe Buck, I encourage others to do the same.
    John Bonnes/Nick Nelson Help--Speaking of drinking, special kudos to Twins Daily peoples for hosting a fantastic happy hour at Mason's on Monday night. Attending with the better half of the blogging duo (Mrs. Peanut/Stinky/Kristina) we were treated to beer and cheery conversation--even if John doesn't approve of Little Big League like we do, it was nice to talk to fellow nerds.
    Everyone has a connection to Derek Jeter--Speaking of nerds, did you know that Derek Jeter's not a nerd? Did you know that Derek Jeter has known Derek Jeter all of his life? Let's see if Derek Jeter would sit down for a candid interview with Derek Jeter to discuss how Derek Jeter Derek Jetered Derek Jeter. (Any more broadcasts like this Fox and I think he's legally allowed to file a restraining order)
    We need to love water more than oil--Fans at the game spotted a sign above the jumbotron around the fourth inning, and Twitter responded as it usually does, with one giant "#WTF?!?!" Still, point taken giant sign, I'll stop cuddling my own personal barrel of crude oil and start snuggling with an 8 pack of Evian.
    Local Boys Done Good--Glen Perkins got the save, Kurt Suzuki had a nice relaxing day in the bullpen catching other guys and Pat Neshek...well...maybe we shouldn't mention Neshek as he took the loss. But he did make it to the All-Star game by a far more circuitous route than any of us would have expected when he was on the final ballot 7 years ago. So in a truly Minnesotan spirit let's just say "good for him."
    Minnesotans Don't Like Loud Noises--Fireworks went boom, we were upset, that's all that really needs to be said.
    Mike Trout is Good at Baseball--Unfortunately, when he makes his retirement tour the first question he'll be asked was "how did it feel to win the All-Star Game MVP in Derek Jeter's final season?"
    So we're on to the second half, and with the World Cup done I might actually blog more frequently! Oh wait, school starts in a month...well, it'll be a fun month at least.
  6. PeanutsFromHeaven
    Even though it's summer, and I'm free from teaching for a few blissful weeks, I have to keep going...with that here's my Cliff Notes Guide to June, in case you're joining this Twins season already in progress.
     

    Summary: Ch. 3 "June"

    Entering the month of June the Twins were still lurking on the fringes of what could be defined as a "dangerous" team. One that didn't know it wasn't good enough to be playing like it was. One that could rely on youthful exuberance, energy and enthusiasm to see them through good days and bad, perhaps best symbolized by Oswaldo Arcia's triumphant return to the fan base's hearts and minds against Milwaukee.
    Yet Arcia's twisted ankle in the next inning is an obvious harbinger of the difficulties to come. Because into this scene of insouciant optimism came the Houston Astros, the Twins' mirror image in both youth, recent history and foolish optimism. Faced with their mirror image, an given an opportunity to own their identity, the Twins instead reverted to a feeling of smug superiority and were critically exposed in a series loss to a "team" in name only.
    Rather than grab hold of our inadequacy and owning it in a moment of self-realization, the Twins sought external intervention from Kendrys Morales. Morales' veteran acumen made him a likely mentor-figure, but his tragic flaw of both doughy physique and extended absence from the game made it challenging for him to halt our emerging malaise.
    Sure enough, the longer we journeyed away from our safety net, our security blanket (if you will), the harder it became for us to survive as up-and-comers. Step by step the Tigers, Red Sox, Angels and Rangers battered our fledgling optimism until it an all other hopes for greatness were bundled away for the year, as the rose sheaves in Robert Browning's poem. Whether or not this recognition serves to benefit or bedraggle the Twins has yet to be seen...that's what the second half of the season is for...obviously.
    Character Development
    Kyle Gibson/Phil Hughes--The dueling courters for the fickle fan's hearts these two pitchers seem to alternate hot and cold by the month. Their mystique is engaging, yet aggravating, as fans continue to quest for their one true pitching love.
    Brian Dozier--Dozier's progress continues in fits and spurts. Blooms of triumph are tempered with the storms of inaccuracy and self-imposed pressure. His emergence still makes him the closest thing to a protagonist this season has, but his fall may mirror the story's as well.
    Joe Mauer--As with all things Mauer, his month featured both flickers of hope and shadows of despair. His hitting stroke returned, but the team faltered again. His command of the strike zone was more evident, but he was injured near the end of the month and seemed poised to vanish again into the backdrop of the story as swiftly as he emerged.
    Glen Perkins--Joining Mauer in the ranks of under-developed static characters of the season is closer Glen Perkins. Rumors of his tremendous performance are everywhere. Like graffiti tags asking "who is John Gault?" or the infamous red "V" from Frank Miller's dystopian graphic novel: V for Vendetta. Yet, he appears so infrequently that there's little to appreciate and even less to dissect.
    Kendrys Morales--The third chapter of our season introduces a new character, a rarity for the Twins' series of season-long books, but a welcome one. Morales' dualism--symbol of contender status/presence on a losing team; designated hitter/ineffective hitter--offers another confounding presence that is hotly debated in literary/baseball circles.
    Key Quotes/Stats Explained
    Pitcher WHIP with 3-5 Runs of Support--1.505. Unsurprisingly, the Twins perform poorly when they have 2 or fewer runs, and are great when they have more than 6. But most of the season they've been in the 3-5 runs of support range. Unfortunately, that's when the pitchers have had their worst Walks + Hits Per Inning Pitch (a measure of average base runners allowed per inning). To reach that average we likely have three base runners every two innings. That's not bad if you have one single in one inning, but it gets rougher if you have a walk followed by a double, you're playing with fire.
    Team Road tOPS+--91--the tOPS measures how far above or below the total On-Base Plus Slugging Percentage is (100 = the same, 0-99 = Worse, 101+ = better). For all the talk about Target Field being a hitters park, the Twins as a team are significantly better at home than on the road, and that's most apparent in the driving forces for the team. Brian Dozier's tOPS+ is 69, and Kurt Suzuki's is 79. While each man is an increasingly beloved fixture for the team, their performance near loved ones is clearly different than their performance elsewhere.
    Literary Term to Impress your Teacher/Attractive English Major Friend:
    In time almost every baseball season shift their focus away from the starry-eyed romantic or idealistic perspective towards the genre of Naturalism. This stark, honest, appraisal of reality is clearly evidenced in the tonal shift of the Twins' June. Gone are the fanciful imaginings or idyllic appraisals of our present and future, instead we confront the world as it is with a fuller experience of both the trials of frequent defeats interspersed with notable joys (i.e. sweeping the White Sox). While this may seem disappointing, cynical or unpleasant in comparison with the happy fluffy early stage of the season, Naturalism is really a genre designed to rediscover the beautiful by stripping away the false claims and artificial window dressing that most artists rely on. If you have wanted the Twins to be focused on the future rather than the present, you really want them to be as Naturalistic as possible the rest of the season.
  7. PeanutsFromHeaven
    Sure we're a couple weeks late, and several hundreds of posts short...but we couldn't resist the temptation to continue our annual tradition of giving a run down of every single Twins draft pick for the busy fan. So keep your detailed scouting reports, don't bother worrying over their ETAs in the big leagues all that information is covered in tremendous detail by Seth Stohs and Jeremy Nygard, just appreciate the simplicity of five words for every player. (As always, numbers and punctuation don't count)

    Right Handed Pitchers


    Nicholas Burdi (Round 2)--College reliever of the year
    Michael Cederoth (Round 3)--Twins like right-handed relievers
    Jake Reed (Round 5)--Really, they're great.
    John Curtiss (Round 6)--You can always use them
    Andro Cutura (Round 7)--Good thing our pen is big.
    Keaton Steele (Round 8)--Holy cow...another one? Really?
    Randy LeBlanc (Round 10)--Alright, we get it...Righties = Good
    Zach Tillery (Round 13)--Stop. Just stop.
    Trevor Hildenberger (Round 22)--Hilden Burgers served with Gorgonzola
    Miles Nordgren (Round 23)--Long way to north green.
    Orynn Veillon (Round 32)--Fun names > Right-handed relievers
    Mike Bauman (Round 34)--Hey, a Mahtomedi product!

    Left Handed Pitchers


    Samuel Clay (Round 4)--Never give up on Lefties.
    Mat Batts (Round 17)--Pitchers deserve less ominous names
    Onas Farfan (Round 21)--First RBI alum Twins drafted
    Taylor Heam (Round 25)--Lefties + Give Up? NO!
    Cameron Avila-Leeper (Round 29)--Fortunately, not Avila-Leper.
    Theo Theofanopoulos (Round 30)--Ποτέ μην εγκαταλείπεις στις Αριστεροί
    Sam Hillard (Round 31)--Strong sinker...cross-fingers

    Infielders/Catchers


    Nick Gordon (SS, Round 1)--Flash's kid could be great
    Patrick Kelly (2B, Round 12)--Red Wing native, Cornhusker alum
    Tyler Mautner (3B, Round 14)--Not Lautner, sorry Twilight fans.
    Tyler Kuresa (1B, Round 16)--Communications major! Baseball better work...
    TJ White (3B, Round 18)--From Las Vegas to....Elizabethton?
    Jarrard Poteete (C, Round 19)--You say PO-TEEEEE-TAY, I say...?
    McCarthy Tatum (3B, Round 20)--Not Channing, sorry ladies.
    Erwin Real (C, Round 24)--Could be MLB's 1st Erwin since 1913.
    Blake Schmit (SS, Round 26)--Part of Maryland Shortstop pipeline
    Gabriel Ojeda (C, Round 27)--Estudiante a Colegio Hector Udaneta!!
    Trey Vavra (1B, Round 33)--Coach Joe's Kid, so sweet...
    Brad Mathiowetz (C, Round 35)--Hope Meintkeiwitcz coaches pronunciation
    Kirvin Moesquit (SS, Round 36)--Played with Mathiowetz = SCRABBLE WIN
    Brett Doe (C, Round 38)--Likely to toil in anonymity
    John Jones (C, Round 39)--Finally, a bland name
    Dalton Guthrie (SS, Round 40)--Mark Guthrie's boy, again, sweet.


    Outfielders


    Max Murphy (CF, Round 9)--Local boy comes home, hopefully...
    Tanner English (CF, Round 11)--Speedy center-fielder...god I hope so.
    Roberto Gonzalez (RF, Round 15)--Lots of potential
    Austin Diemer (CF, Round 28)--Proudly tweeting about us...awww....
    Tyree Davis (CF, Round 37)--Straight outta Compton...had to be said.
  8. PeanutsFromHeaven
    We know how it is. Life is busy: with work and family and social engagements, there are a lot of demands on your time. So, if you've missed some developments in the first month of the season, you're perfectly normal. Missing baseball games is not unlike missing reading assignments for school, so we're happy to provide this series of Cliff Notes to summarize, explain and analyze the story that is the 2014 Twins Season.

    "Chapter I: April"
    Summary: At the beginning of the season, the Twins are a team in the doldrums of an interminable struggle for meaning and purpose, like the Joads on the road to California, the Crachits on December 23rd, or the Kardashians...anytime. As they take the field for the first time in a cold and forbidding Chicago, there are few notes of spring (a symbol of hope) to be found.


     
    While an initial flurry of subpar performances and predictable defeats confirm that perception, there are some causes for optimism. One impressive pitcher and three solid hitters offer the sense that younger, less experienced players possess a kind of indefatigable patience and ethic that renews the spirits of weary souls. Soon, jaded on lookers are speaking in positive tones, and the initially laughable albatross of the manager's "1,000 Victory" humidor is forgotten.
     
    Yet uncertainty pervades the atmosphere, will these younger talents maintain their performance or flame out like those common symbols of youthful exuberance in literature: foolhardy soldiers and mid-90s boy-bands? Will older veterans act on the model set by their juniors, or lapse into old habits?
     
     
    Notable Characters:
    Kyle Gibson--long standing Twins prospect, recovered from initial struggles in the previous year to post the best season of the major league starters
    Brian Dozier--Southern gentleman second baseman with inexplicable, and heretofore unknown strength.
    Chris Colabello--a journeyman, young by world standards, old within the context of his career, leading a charmed existence.
    Josmil Pinto--The third potent hitter, very much in the "quiet giant" genre of characters.
    Ron Gardenhire--The wise teacher/sensei/jedi master trope, only with less inventive nicknames
    Joe Mauer, Glen Perkins--Two of the wearily-souled veterans, capable but worn by the past. They do not perform much in this chapter, but are likely to factor more prominently as the book progresses
    Mike Pelfry--While the novel lacks an antagonist, Pelfry serves as its foil and counterpoint. Every strong outing from Gibson, every hit from the sluggers is balanced by his ongoing collapse, balancing the new life of the season and players with a "memento mori"--or death omen.
    Key Quotes Explained:
    Team On Base Percentage .353 (#1 in the American League)--The statistic combining both hits (traditionally a Twins strength) and walks (a new focus) demonstrates the growth and development of the team as they grow into a more patient, mature team.
    Team ERA for Starters: 6.08 (#15 in American League)--Despite one pitcher's success, the team continues to flounder in this particular area--the ominous presence of Pelfry has particular relevance here.
     
    A Literary Device to Impress Your Teacher/attractive English Major Friends:
    Bildungsroman--This is the term for a novel that covers the moral or mental growth of its main character (in this case the Twins), or as people less fond of German might say it "a-coming-of-age-story". At this point in the season, the Twins of 2014 very much resemble a bildungsroman, both in the development and maturation of younger players (Gibson, Dozier, Josmil), inexperienced players (Colabello), and in team philosophy (increasing the walk rate and on base percentage). However, it is notable that the bildungsroman motif must be maintained for an extended time period--and a single chapter may be a little early to make that decision.
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  9. PeanutsFromHeaven
    If you'd like to vote for the Peanuts from Heaven Hall of Fame, check out our original blog and all the nerdery and entertaining images associated with it.
     
    Once again the sounds of horsehide hitting leather mitts is resounding throughout the sunny fields of Arizona and Florida, and if we ever get to turn off our snowblowers we might just hear it up here in the towns teams call home during the summer.
     
    As is our custom every year at this time, we're spending part of spring training remembering those who make the game such fun to watch. So we're holding elections to the Peanuts from Heaven Hall of Fame which honors not baseball excellence but generally being amusing. Let the gatekeepers of Cooperstown worry about whose numbers are the best and who's morally pure enough worthy to enshrine, we'll just remember the funny things players did and make a goofy photoshop for them on Opening day.
     
    As we suggested back in October, there's only one way to adequately judge a player: our totally made up and in no way scientific statistic AARP (Amusement Above Replacement Player [scale -10 to 10]). Below are this year's nominees and their AARP. Reminder, to be elected you must have either 75% or the highest vote total in the class, and to be held over to next year's ballot you need at least 5% of the vote--which is usually one vote or more.
     
    You can vote through the poll on our personal website or leave a comment below to give your opinion added weight.
     
    Returning Nominees
    Joe Nathan
    The Good--Gung ho closer with a penchant for made up rock anthems, facial hair, making farting noises with his mouth while stressed and piracy.
    The Bad--Occasionally a little too fond of giving himself a higher degree of difficulty in saves.
    AARP: 8.7
    Denard Span
    The Good--Steadily excellent play in center, quiet consistency at the plate, perfect nickname tie in with Menards.
    The Bad--Chilled out attitude made him seem a little more aloof and harder to love than peers
    AARP: 3.8
    Delmon Young
    The Good--Falls into the "So-Bad-It's-Good" genre of fielders...like Sharknado but with a glove. Mediocrity always masked slightly better than mediocre talent.
    The Bad--Toolish behavior, general anti-semitism.
    AARP: -0.9
    Carl Pavano
    The Good--Durable, reliable, has a heckuva mustache
    The Bad--Not much personality to be noted beyond the mustache.
    AARP: 2.7
    Jesse Crain
    The Good--Patches of impressive pitching, solid goatee and general kindness to the bloggers of this site.
    The Bad--Few standout characteristics.
    AARP: 2.0
    Francisco Liriano
    The Good--Flashes of brilliance, other flashes of stupidity, attributed silly amount of success to chewing gum, devastating slider
    The Bad--Cranky and surly at times, as unpredictable as your crazy-ex but without any of the attractiveness.
    AARP: 2.6
     
    Tsuyoshi Nishioka
    The Good--Briefly seemed like proof the Twins were going world wide. Tried really hard. Falls into the "So-bad-it's-still-pretty-bad" genre of fielders...like MegaShark versus Crocasaurus stuck on just the Jaleel White scenes.
    The Bad--Created a lot of animosity pitting furious fans against merely exaperated fans
    AARP: -0.6
    Scott Baker
    The Good--Consistent and solid starting pitcher. Once had his protective cup get lost in his pants.
    The Bad--Injuries made his recent impact as a source of amusement minimal.
    AARP: 2.1
     
    Ben Revere
    The Good--Thoroughly exciting and excitable fan favorite who loved to play the game
    The Bad--Not around long enough to really make an impact or get a nickname
    AARP: 2.3
    Alexie Casilla
    The Good--Absolutely passionate, strangely clutch, responsible for some of the most exciting moments in team history
    The Bad--Generally an unknown in town, too inconsistent to become beloved.
    AARP: 1.9
    No longer eligible: Kevin Slowey, Luke Hughes, Jason Marquis, Matt Capps, Jason Kubel (resigned)
    New Nominees
    Justin Morneau
    The Good--An MVP, a perennial all-star, a tenacious club-leader (even getting punched by Torii Hunter), goofy canuck, and the possessor of a widely admired backside.
    The Bad--He hasn't quite been up to the old Morneau-snuff since a concussion, and despite his widely beloved nature his nicknames (Dr. Neau; Brawny; The Canadian Club) don't quite measure up.
    AARP: 3.0
    Ryan Doumit
    The Good--Consistent refusal to button all his uniform created our nickname "Ryan Suave", occasional outbursts of power were sincerely appreciated, penchant for eye black
    The Bad--Consistently inconsistent. Poor defense and feeble hitting gave him little playing time and less love
    AARP: 1.9
    Jamey Carroll
    The Good--Responsible for an often enjoyable game we played on this site called "Country Superstar" Jamey Carroll--which involved inventing silly psuedo-country songs based on being an aging middle infielder like: "My Defense Looks a lot Better After a Couple Beers".
    The Bad--The whole playing thing wasn't his greatest strength....shame that was so important to the game.
    AARP: 1.6
    Liam Hendricks
    The Good--Australian always seemed promising, and offered lots of Australia related jokes
    The Bad--Never lived up to promise.
    AARP: 0.7
    Andrew Albers
    The Good--Terrific story of triumph over adversity and dedication, including a scintillating stretch of scoreless innings.
    The Bad--Everything after the strong start.
    AARP: 0.9
    This year, in addition to the recently released and traded players we're also running a veteran's ballot (in honor of the five year anniversary of our first inductee: Bert Aberforth Blyleven (whom we never saw play, but found hilarious anyway).
     
    Veterans on our ballot and their AARP ratings are below.
    Early Days
    Cesar Tovar
    The Good--Aside from the undeniably quirky and amusing playing of every position in one game, "Pepito" actually had a solid career both in the box and on the base paths, helping team to an AL title in 1965 and division titles in '69 and '70. Part of a stellar Centerfield tradition for the Twins.
    The Bad--Didn't make much impact in the postseason. Relatively short peak of powers, fading off badly in the early 70s
    AARP: 3.3
    Mudcat Grant
    The Good--Folksy and fun pitcher with a passion for music. Served as a top starter for the 1965 staff. Works to promote the history and future of African-American players in the majors.
    The Bad--Three years is a very short run with the Twins.
    AARP: 3.8
    Glory Years
    Dan Gladden
    The Good--Tenure with team coincides with both world titles, including championship-winning run in 1991. Forerunner of gritty determined Twins players. AKA "Dazzle". Crotchety but amusing announcer
    The Bad--Titles may be timing as much as talent. Hair was a mullet. Crotchety announcing. Grit and pluck are overrated.
    AARP: 2.8
    Al Newman
    The Good--Plucky, scrappy utility infielder. Part of major league record triple-play combinations, later became coach famous for waving players home and butt patting.
    The Bad--Again grit and pluck are overrated. Having an 0-31 hitless streak is too often forgotten, many would rather not hear about an association with recent coaching staffs.
    AARP: 2.0
    Recent Standouts
    Corey Koskie
    The Good--Excellent defender, solid hitter, founder of a goofy clubhouse-aesthetic, Canadian willingly returns and offers support for the team since retirement. Inspiration for my mother's rhyming game ["Koskie, Koskie, Show Us What you Gots-ki!"]
    The Bad--Concussion and frequent injuries ended his career
    AARP: 3.7
    Doug Mientkiewicz
    The Good--Gold medalist, World Series Champion, gold glove winning first baseman, incredibly popular hitter (despite average performance), gladly spoke his mind and inspired most awkward rhyming game [Mientkiewicz, Mientkiewicz...Make me a Sandwhich!]
    The Bad--Friend to A-Rod. Awkwardly toolish after helping Red Sox win World Series.
    AARP: 3.2
  10. PeanutsFromHeaven
    This is the first in a series of three articles evaluating the Twins 2013 Season. First we introduced the stat, then we used it to analyze hitters, finally we'll use it to analyze pitchers and staff members.
    Anyone can evaluate a player's performance in the field, but what about their performance in the field of entertainment?
    The Twins completed their third straight 90-loss season, but rather than chastise the unproductive and cheer the talented, I'm here to praise the players who made it fun to watch games in an otherwise lost season, and punish those who made it tough to be a Twins fan. Using the totally-made-up revolutionary new statistic, AARP (Amusement Above Replacement Players) I'll quantify the contributions made by a few note worthy Twins this year.
    Few areas of the Twins organization were as woebegone and bedraggled as the pitching staff. For the third straight year the rotation was abominable, the ERA's were up and the bullpen was overtaxed. Criticizing the pitching staff has passed "going to the lake" and "enjoying three days without storm windows" in top summer pastimes in Minnesota.
    Alongside the pitching staff, the front office and managerial staff of the Twins has been similarly critiqued by everyone from my grandma to new born infants. Whether it's Ron Gardenhire's exhausted answers at post-game press conferences, Terry Ryan's intransigence with free agents, or Jim Pohlad's perceived salary dump midseason, the only thing less popular than a Twins pitcher is a Twins executive.
    But surely, they aren't all that bad! With that I present a break down of the Twins Pitchers and Staff by AARP.
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nuTC_itwa5M/UUkCowhEIhI/AAAAAAAACHo/3fdRPpvIwbc/s200/Vanimal.jpgVance Worley
    Play: Let's keep this simple: Vance Worley stank. -1.2
    Nickname: "Vanimal" is still a pretty solid nickname, even if it captures more of his erratic, irresponsible, total uncontrollable nature 0.5
    Traits: Faux-hawk is at least some kind of style 0.3
    Demeanor: Given how little time he spent at the big league level, it's hard to tell -0.1
    Oddities: A little bit punk, a little bit of quirky history, a whole lot of awkward silence 0.2
    AARP: -0.3
    Liam Hendricks
    Play: The Aussie had the best winning percentage of his career...it was 1-3 and came along with an absurdly high ERA and WHIP, but still! -0.4
    Nickname: I don't think "Crocodile Hendree" is going to work, but it's better than nothing 0.1
    Traits: He's Australian!! And apparently the accent is catnip to lady Twins fans 0.7
    Demeanor: He seems like a nice enough guy, but also a terribly self defeated one -0.2
    Oddities: Again, he's AUSTRALIAN!! 0.1
    AARP: 0.3
    Brian Duensing
    http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C83eo0aqaoY/UUZ-vejCmRI/AAAAAAAACHI/7Kte_ti1EqQ/s200/DiscoDuensing.jpgPlay: Now that he doesn't have to face a line up more than once, Duensing is more frequently effective, especially against lefties...except for all the times he's not 0.3
     
    Nickname: Twins Centric calls him "The Duenslinger" I prefer "You Make me Feel Like Duensing!", they're long ways to go for a joke...but I'm amused by it. 0.3
    Traits: A Nebraskan? Yeah, not much to set him apart -0.1
    Demeanor: A Nebraskan? Yeah, not much obvious attitude -0.1
    Oddities: He was in line to be a high school English teacher, so I like him; and he did out perform fellow Husker Joba Chamberlain, so that's a plus 0.2
    AARP: 0.6
     
     
     
    Kevin Correia
    Play: Our pre-season designated scapegoat actually turned out to be our most consistent and reliable starter...which says a lot...sadly 0.5
    Nickname: He couldn't really live up to scape goat status or win any new ones -0.2
    Traits: Despite going the whole season with us, I kept forgetting he was due to pitch 0.0
    Demeanor: Durable, willing to keep trying even when he's pitching for the Twins 0.2
    Oddities: He wasn't totally awful, which qualifies as odd in Twins Territory 0.1
    AARP: 0.6
     
     
     
    Anthony Swarzak
    Play: He came through with one of his best seasons ever, thank god for long relief 0.6
     
    Nickname: We're staying satisfied with calling him the Swarzak duck...god I need better pitcher nicknames 0.1
    Traits: He was once suspended for pot... 0.1
    Demeanor: A strong armed reliever...like all our strong armed relievers -0.1
    Oddities: Pretty much just the pot thing... 0.1
    AARP: 0.8
     
     
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RO57DEbskwI/UUZ5KHyLsUI/AAAAAAAACG8/bWyGIhrZcko/s200/DreadPiratePerkins.jpgGlen Perkins
    Play: In his first all-star season, Perkins was far and away the best pitcher on the staff...if only he was still a starter 1.4
    Nickname: "Perky" "Perk-Dogg" "Perkins Pancake Special" "Dread Pirate Joe Nathan (because the real Dread Pirate Nathan retired to Texas a little while ago) -0.2
    Traits: Minnesota born and bred, and looks like it 0.2
    Demeanor: Steady and sure on the mound and in interviews, a nice combination after our recent...unpleasantness 0.9
    Oddities: Uses SABR-metrics to study his own work 0.3
    AARP: 2.4
     
     
     
     
    http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_74rxwcNBKQ/UUkasIXqzcI/AAAAAAAACIU/egClCMdtGK8/s200/Dedudebro.jpgSamuel Deduno
    Play: Despite an injury that delayed the start of his season, Deduno performed well when he started his season--or as well as a crazily inconsistent Deduno can 0.8
     
    Nickname: "It's Not Delivery, It's Deduno" and "Samuel De-dude-bro"; If only something summarized how wild he can get 0.4
    Traits: Permanently grizzled, but with a body the width of a tooth pick 0.3
    Demeanor: Willingly goes cuckoo banana pants when he pitches well 1.1
    Oddities: Wild as he is, Deduno is apparently the last best Dominican pitcher left in the bigs 0.6
    AARP: 3.2
     
     
     
     
    Ron Gardenhire
     
    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zAud-s4kfXc/T_w4B_9BKgI/AAAAAAAACDE/mSkv3UxmB8E/s200/LMD5.jpgPerformance: Helped the team overachieve in the spring and underachieve in the fall 0.3
     
    Nickname: "Gardy" "The Unhappy Gnome" 0.4
    Traits: Fuzzy, scruffy, as rosy cheeked as Santa with none of the sanity 0.4
    Demeanor: Either heavily sedated or in a rage 0.2
    Oddities: Ended the year 2 wins short of 1,000; leads current managers in ejections; does tend to use "y" or "ie" in lieu of a nickname: ex. Doumsy, Perky, Benny, Baracky 0.3
    AARP: 1.6
     
    Terry Ryan
     
    Performance: Much as we love Terry Ryan and drink his Kool Aid, his inability/disinterest in finding starting pitchers is a little grating 0.1
    Nickname: TR, Ol' Bluff and Ready -0.2
    Traits: Totally bald, I sometimes wonder if he wears sunglasses to avoid too much reflection from his head 0.0
    Demeanor: "Placid" is an understatement, more like "perpetually dormant" 0.0
    Oddities: Has a fondness for dressing up and going on Let's Make a Deal...at least in my imagination 0.1
    AARP: 0.0
     
    Jim Pohlad
     
    Performance: A hands off owner, it doesn't really matter much 0.0
    Nickname: "Mr Money Bags Jr." -0.1
    Traits: None noticed 0.0
    Demeanor: Mostly calm, slightly irritated by the teams failures...hey, like most Minnesotans! 0.1
    Oddities: None...hey, like most Minnesotans! 0.0
    AARP: 0.0
     
    ​Put it all together and you have a pitching staff that's as hard to appreciate as players, and even harder to appreciate as fan favorites. Please, let there be a quirky pitcher out there somewhere...anywhere...
     
     
     
     
     
  11. PeanutsFromHeaven
    This is the second in a series of three articles evaluating the Twins 2013 Season. First we introduced the stat, now we're using it to analyze hitters, finally we'll use it to analyze pitchers.
    Anyone can evaluate a player's performance in the field, but what about their performance in the field of entertainment?
     
     
    The Twins completed their third straight 90-loss season, but rather than chastise the unproductive and cheer the talented, I'm here to praise the players who made it fun to watch games in an otherwise lost season, and punish those who made it tough to be a Twins fan. Using the totally-made-up revolutionary new statistic, AARP (Amusement Above Replacement Players) I'll quantify the contributions made by a few note worthy Twins this year.
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    Coming into this season there were lots of high hopes for the offense. If they did what they had done the year before and the pitching made even a marginal improvement the Twins might be on the outskirts of the playoff race by the time July rolled around.
     
     
     
     
    Instead, the pitchers were on point early on in the season, while the bats were stone cold. And though the pitchers turned into pumpkins around about May, the offense remained as sluggish as the crowd at a Sons of Norway Meatball supper all throughout the summer. In an effort to improve things, management jettisoned underperforming veterans (Jamey Carroll and Justin Morneau) and played the revolving door call-up game with underperforming prospects (Aaron Hicks, Chris Parmelee and Oswaldo Arcia). It wasn't terribly successful and in the end of the year a concussion for Joe Mauer saw our one consistently potent weapon spending weeks in rehab rather than an inning on the field.
     
     
     
     
    Going forward the Twins need to find some kind of offensive identity: piranha style slash and dash? Mauer-powered double carousels? Pull happy homer fests? All are possibilities. But however they choose to play the game, they'll need amusing players to sell it to fans, and we're here to evaluate just how amusing current players were this season, so we can tell if they'll be useful long term.
     
     
     
     
    Here now, the Twins hitters, as measured by AARP.
     
    (Remember -8 to -.6 is an unlikable player; -.5 to .5 is a forgettable player, .6 to 2.0 is an every day major leaguer, 2.1 to 5.0 is a fan favorite 5.1 to 8.0 is a nationally recognizable talent, 8.1 to 10.0 is a national favorite)
     
     
     
     
    Chris Parmelee
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sIUWcprDKQQ/UUkeZ2niFLI/AAAAAAAACIo/pVVzvAnifFw/s200/ChrisParm.jpgPlay: Parmelee just didn't have the bat that we hoped he did, and now it's clear why his defense made him such an intinerant fielder throughout his minor league career. 0.1
    Nickname: We were rooting for calling him "Chicky Chicky Parm Parm" in a Parks and Rec reference, but I don't think Parmelee deserves it 0.2
    Traits: Mostly bland and unrecognizable 0.1
    Demeanor: Just a work a-day ball player -0.1
    Oddities: None 0.0
    AARP: 0.3
     
     
    Trevor Plouffe
    Play: From time to time his bat clicks in the perfect way, but more often than not his defense is so bad that watching it through a bag on your head seems to be the only viable option 0.4
    Nickname: "Plouffe Daddy" "Plouffe Diddy" "Plouffe There It Is"--all great signs of Plouffe's cool yet irritating double nature. Harry Potter Fans may still just call him "TREVOR!!" 0.5
    Traits: As you'd expect of a close friend to Delmon Young he's both cocky and seemingly oblivous to his failures -0.3
    Demeanor: Quiet, distant, nonchalant -0.1
    Oddities: None...other than the really weird plays -0.1
    AARP: 0.4
     
    http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0GRkD39IMg/UUkCozm6ceI/AAAAAAAACHk/f9ZvCWrHRos/s200/DarrinTumnus.jpgDarrin Mastroianni
    Play: Hampered by injury, Mastroianni went from a starter to a footnote this season -0.5
    Nickname: None 0.2
    Traits: None noticed 0.3
    Demeanor: None noticed 0.4
    Oddities: None 0.0
    AARP: 0.4
    Oswaldo Arcia
    Play: Statistically, Oswaldo doesn't seem that impressive. By league wide standards he's below average (-.4 WAR), but given his youth, potential and the awesome sight of home runs leaving his bat, his play has a slightly different feel for fans who watched him regularly 0.8
    Nickname: I tried "Blizzard of Os" or "Blizzard Wizard" but neither of those really work and "Where's Waldo" is just odd -0.2
    Traits: Tall, bulky, with a hesitating and thick Spanish accent. 0.2
    Demeanor: Quiet beyond the field, a little proud on it 0.1
    Oddities: None, a typical quasi-cocky kid 0.0
    AARP: 0.9
     
     
    Josmil Pinto
    Play: Though he only made it up briefly at the end of the season, and has a skewed sample size (see Parmelee, Chris) he was pretty impressive when he was there 0.3
    Nickname: None...yet -0.2
    Traits: None noticed -0.1
    Demeanor: Pretty self amused, full of aww shucks surprise at his good fortune to be in the game 0.4
    Oddities: Walks up to the plate to Mumford and Sons...making him the Twins first "Hipster- American" player and my wife's new favorite 0.6
    AARP: 1.0
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    Ryan Doumit
    Play: I'm awfully amused by Ryan Doumit, but I get the sense that few others are. A back up catcher who doesn't catch, Rightfielder who doesn't field and designated hitter who had only a few good weeks of hitting this year -0.1
    Nickname: I like calling him "Ryan Suave" but I'm alone on that one 0.1
    Traits: Permanently scruffy, often quiet, usually distant 0.3
    Demeanor: Seemingly cranky when he doesn't get his shot -0.1
    Oddities: I may be the only one to notice or care, but Doumit's propensity for leaving three or more buttons undone is something out of Magic Mike 0.8
    AARP: 1.0
     
     
    Pedro Florimon
    Play: Awful hitting, really good fielding 0.6
    Nickname: None, maybe "Flor-E-mon" for those who aren't satisfied with his defense -0.3
    Traits: So quiet and distant that you forget he's out there, seems to have inherited Alexi Cassila's role on the team and his goofy little goatee 0.2
    Demeanor: Silent during the game, happy enough to do the jump at the end of the game 0.1
    Oddities: He does the same unbuttoned shirt thing as Ryan Doumit, albeit less frequently 0.4
    AARP: 1.0
     
     


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    Josh Willingham
    Play: After a tremendous first season in Minnesota, Willingham's injury plagued sophmore showing had some looking for a way to get rid of him 0.3
    Nickname: "The Hammer" "Willing Hammer" and other hardware puns--I still think the blonde bomber looks like Thor, but I haven't been able to sell that one yet 0.6
    Traits: Big, eye black wearing beast of a hitter, easy-going 0.4
    Demeanor: Southern-fried courtesy, has some good old Deep Thoughts moments 0.4
    Oddities: None 0.0
    AARP: 1.7
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    Brian Dozier
    Play: In addition to competent fielding (a rare thing in a Twins second baseman) Dozier had above average hitting (a very bizarre thing a Twins second baseman) 1.4
    Nickname: "Brian Dozer", "Bull Dozier", "Tupelo Two Bagger" 0.7
    Traits: Beautiful flowing mane of hair, awesome southern accent 1.1
    Demeanor: Calm, happy go lucky, easy to talk to and willing to make a few small jokes 0.2
    Oddities: None really, other than coming from the same town as Elvis and a recent anthrax mailer 0.3
    AARP: 3.7
    http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnP_shfgWQM/TgYgI3wh92I/AAAAAAAAB5A/C12Qq8t3zyA/s200/Mauer+Poster.jpgJoe Mauer
    Play: After all the razzing and jokes at the expense of his "bilateral leg weakness", #7 came back with a great season, at least until the concussion knocked him out of the last month of the year 1.9
    Nickname: "Chairman Mau-er", "The Joebot" 1.4
    Traits: The sideburns have been shaved, but the standard issue Minnesota humility is still on display 1.0
    Demeanor: He's got charisma in commercials, in average interviews he sounds like a plate of mashed potatoes 0.4
    Oddities: Since we know him, we know about some of the weirder quirks--only because he's our own Prince William. So the "rap" career, the "Twin" babies, the fan mail mom are all endearing oddities to us, even if they're missed on a more national scale 0.5
    AARP: 5.2
    So by my reckoning, the current Twins line-up has one nationally recognizable talent (Mauer, naturally) one local favorite (Dozier), and five players who are about as amusing as the average major league you watch close to 100 times a year. I'm not even trying to count guys like Alex Pressly, Eduardo Escobar, or Chris Colabello (all of whom have to rank about near Parmelee levels right now.
    Sure, Buxton and Sano have all the potential to be interesting and engaging players when their times come, but in addition to a decent middle infielder and a slugging first basemen, the Twins should put some time into developing a little personality in the batters box.
    Think my ratings are bogus, you're probably right, they are totally subjective and made up...but unless you say something I'll never know. Offer your revised AARP ratings in the comments below.
  12. PeanutsFromHeaven
    That was my wife's question to me on Friday night as we drove to Culver's to use a buy one get one free coupon. We got the coupon at a ballgame this summer...a Saints game. Driving to Culver's to redeem it, listening to the Twins (a team that didn't even win me a scoop of ice cream this year) struggling against the Indians, it took me a second to think of an answer to that question.
    Then I did.
    1. It's the Twins.
    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zY1QialCYbQ/UUkPnoLgOsI/AAAAAAAACH0/vxvl0L_l6hU/s200/GoodPlouffe-BadPlouffe.jpg2. It's baseball.
    3. I love it.
    4. I love hearing Josmil Pinto walk up to Mumford & Sons.
    5. I love hearing the crack of Oswaldo Arcia's bat.
    6. I love picturing Brian Dozier's mullet billowing in the breeze when he dives to make a play.
    7. I love the thrill of the crowd when Pedro Forimon does his job.
    8. I love the mystery of which Trevor Plouffe is going to turn up on any given day.
    9. I love the dream of Josh Willingham getting his stuff together.
    10. I love Ryan Doumit hobbling in the field, the basepaths, and up to the plate.
    11. I love remembering that in a world of image-obsessed, ego-maniacal, stat-crazed athletes, there is a guy like Joe Mauer who will keep the same hair cut, the same "help the team" approach to hitting, and the same god awful interview skills day in and day out.
    12. I love Dick Bremer's childlike enthusiasm.
    13. I love making fun of Cory Provus for forgetting the count, the inning, the score and the names of half the players
    14. I love the daydreams and rambling memories of Dan Gladden and Bert Blyleven.
    http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bf1EYVPrf48/T9smrkjg6gI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/H_4oKxeen2Q/s200/LMD1.jpg15. I love imagining goofy photoshops for Terry Ryan.
    16. I love Glen Perkins pitching well whether it matters or not.
    17. I love envisioning Bobby Cuellar playing frankenstein with relief pitchers until we have what we need to keep a lead (just in case we ever get one)
    18. I love the "surprise in every bite" style of pitching you get from Samuel Deduno.
    19. I love the awshucks luck of Andrew Albers
    20. I love the stubborn persistence of hardluck Liam Hendricks
    21. I love Gardy tantrums.
    22. I love having ready made arguments with my mom.
    23. And with my dad.
    24. And with my father-in-law.
    25. And with all the wonderful blog-dwelling fans in the internet.
    And most of all, I listen to it, because I miss all of those things for the three-four months of the year when the Twins aren't around.
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    [TD=class: tr-caption, align: center]Oh, Twins, you shouldn't have!
    Really...you shouldn't have.
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    As it happens, I didn't actually have to list all those reasons, the first three were enough to remind my wife why she listens to it too. (As was looking at the St. Paul Grill's Scotch Menu to see a Talisker 25 as her victory drink for correctly predicting the Twins record this year.)
    I realize that there's more and more of a push from fans to demand answers, a better product, and greater accountability from a franchise that values loyalty and community over production and success. But as long as there are games to be played and players to be cheered, I'll be a helpless, silver-lining loving fan first, and a critic a very distant second.
    The season's over now, and in the absence of the Twins we'll have to make do with other amusements. We'll be riding the Pirates bandwagon for as long as that ride lasts. We'll be watching the Minnesota Opera try to fend off the Kansas City Lyric Opera for the Central division opera crown (it helps that we started our season with Kelly Kaduce!--who sounds like her name should be chanted like "LEWWWWW" Ford's once was). We'll think about the World Cup a little (okay, I'll think about it a lot and my wife won't think about it at all.) We'll obsess over Sherlock and Downtown Abbey with the same intensity that we put into obsessing about the winter meetings and MLBTradeRumors.com.
    But rest assured, that wherever there is love to share for the Twins, wherever there is irrational hope to be promoted, and wherever there a dumb jokes to make...we'll be there.
  13. PeanutsFromHeaven
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    Entering the final week of the season there are many dramatic moments left in Twins territory. We could see a team clinch the central division, we could see a team clinch the wild card, neither of those teams could be us...but still...drama!
     
     
     
     
    Still there are a few people who are hoping to see the Twins win a lot this week (other than fans of Texas, Kansas City, and New York). Well..there's one...well there's me. After all, I've got a bet with my wife and father and law on how many games the Twins can win this year


    Again, the wagers are


    Stinky: 0-69 Wins
    Scruffy: 70-74 Wins
    Gouger: 75-81 Wins
     



    Where We Are Now



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    It's official...the Gouger is out, his prediction of a .500 record was pretty hard to believe back in March, it was even harder to believe last week when he needed the Twins to win 11 games in two weeks. So we know that he'll buying a scotch, the only question is for whom.
     
     
    Stinky's got the best chances if the Twins lose 3 or more games this week. And since they'll be facing the top two teams in the Central division (both of whom are still fighting for playoff spots) there's a very, very good chance of that happening.
     
    Stinky: No more than 4 wins
    Scruffy: At least 5 wins in the last 7 games



    Gut Feeling
    Here's a shocker. My wife is right. She was right. She will be right for the foreseeable future. As much as I want to imagine an incredible, amazing, staggering rise from the ashes to victory over two rivals, punctuated by triumphant interviews with Brian Dozer in which his southern drawl says: "this one's for that scruffy blogger who thought we could win marginally more games than standard oddsmakers predicted! You've earned a scotch just for having faith!" it's not going to happen.



  14. PeanutsFromHeaven
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    As some of you might remember, we Peanuts have found a way to make the last few weeks of yet another lost season slightly interesting: GAMBLING!
     
     
     
     
    Okay, so we don't have any real money on the line, just requests for Scotch that we likely would have spent money on anyway, but still, every little bit of interest helps the cause. And we have Stinky's dad, the Gouger, in on the action too...sadly he won't be in on it for much longer


    To refresh your memory: the wagers are


    Stinky: 0-69 Wins
    Scruffy: 70-74 Wins
    Gouger: 75-81 Wins
     



    Where We Are Now




    http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LoF23tzGRLU/SFb5dTSQ9TI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E_btyqwO6mE/s200/PFH.jpgDespite initial success against the Angels and A's the Twins quickly reverted to their uninspiring ways (including on Friday night for what will likely be our last live game of the year). After today's stunner over Tampa, the Twins stand at 64-84 for a winning percentage of .432. Based on that winning percentage the Twins stand to win 69.9 games, which some would call mathematically impossible...but then again this is baseball...what's that...even in baseball it's impossible to receive credit for a partial victory? Oh...never mind then. 
     
    Here's what we're rooting for heading into the final two weeks of the season.
     
    Stinky: No more than 5 wins
    Gouger: No more than 3 losses
    Scruffy: Anything between 6-8 and 10-4



    Gut Feeling
    All of the sudden a three game set in Chicago is really really important. If the Twins sweep then I'm in a fantastic position. If they get swept I'm pretty well dead to rights because there's very little chance of our posting a winning record against Oakland, Detroit and Cleveland as they fight for the playoffs and we fight for...what's that thing...the opposite of the shame-y feeling we have at most Twins games? Oh yeah! Less Shame!!



  15. PeanutsFromHeaven
    Years ago, back when there were frequent playoff berths and easy jokes to crack amid winning seasons, we debuted a segment called: Sargent Gardy's Lonely Hits Club Band. Part Beatles homage, part McLaughlin Group homage, all goofy. Few people read them...but I was amused enough to make a t-shirt in their honor. I was wearing that t-shirt yesterday when my father-in-law sent the following text message: "Morneau is gone-hope they can get him back next year."
    My wife and I reacted as most fans did, simultaneously upset and yet hopeful that Morneau gets a shot at the World Series. But soon enough I realized that Morneau's trade would officially end Sargent Gardy's Lonely Hits Club Band...in Minnesota...but now that three of the four members are in the National League, perhaps it's only the beginning.
    Below is the first installment of their reunited panel discussion show, almost four years in the making:


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    [Theme Music plays, lights come up on four men in various far flung hotels, all wearing Beatles inspired military regalia]
    McNeau: Welcome, at last, to the reunion of Sargent Gardy's Lonely Hits Club Band. The most elite roundtable of baseball minds ever to play in Minnesota.
    Ringomez: AND MEE!!!!
    McNeau: I'm Justin McNeau, the adorable one, and with me as always are Denard Spannon in Washington....
    Spannon: The cerebral one.
    McNeau: Brendan Harrisson in Round Rock Texas...
    Harrisson: The quiet one.
    McNeau: And Carlos Ringo-mez in Milwaukee...
    Ringomez: BOODLEDEE BOP!!
    McNeau: Gentlemen, I'm new to this whole playing for a totally different team, what is the best part of going elsewhere?
    Spannon: You have the magical appreciation of a new realm of potentialities which, of late in Minnesota, have diminished in attainability to becoming a mirage of athleticism in a desert of despair.
    Harrisson: Yeah...the chance to win is nice, but I really like getting to know real people elsewhere, beyond the bright lights big city scene [the other three snicker], seriously [snickering grows louder] I don't need to play in the majors [everyone just laughs] I AM MY OWN MAN!
    McNeau: Good one Brendan...Carlos, what's your favorite part of playing elsewhere?
    Ringomez: CHEESE CURLS!! Oh, and I hit home runs now!!
    McNeau: Sure you do...
    Spannon: No...actually...he does...
    McNeau: Huh, well, issue number two, what differentiates the National League from the American League? Brendan?
    Harrisson: There is a real beauty in the purity of having pitchers hit.
    Spannon: Even if they hit better than you do?
    Harrisson: They do not!
    Ringomez: Hehe! Brendan can't hit!
    Spannon: Ancient systems are uninteresting to me, we are only whatever we can be in the moment. The National League has won more recent all-star games and the world series. This is the thrill of what is immediate and makes it truly both a and the present.
    Harrisson: Even if your team's barely over .500?
    Spannon: At least my team's playing in front of more than 500 people!
    [Everyone begins talking at once]
    Harrisson: You guys are too fixated on the fame and the popularity of what we do, what about the art behind it! My sitar teacher's been telling me that I need to focus on my own sense of inner peace, and that's what I'm doing, if you can't respect that...
    Spannon: Winning isn't everything, that's part of this culture's over emphasis on competition that no one appreciates the little things any more, these fasco-capitalist oligarchies pretend we can only be happy if we win; but winning is lots of things, like enjoying your family or teaching Bryce Harper not to say "bro" as often...
    Ringomez: I have a love-ly bunch of coconuts! deedle-dee-dee! There they are all standing in a row!! Bum, bum, bum! Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...
    McNeau: Gentlemen! Seriously, I'm kind of freaking out. I'm not an MVP any more and while Minnesotans had happy memories of my glory years to keep the cheers coming, what if Pirates fans boo when I only get a single and strike out three times?
    Spannon: Embrace the victory of the self Justin. You are strong and powerful and you can help them have their first winning season in 20 years, they might not love you, but they'll thank you.
    Harrisson: And even if they don't, it doesn't matter. You're a good person, with a family and a successful career. Besides, when you return to Minnesota, they'll still cheer for you.
    Ringomez: And you are a good mentor! You make winning easy and playing fun!!!
    McNeau: Thank you guys. As we wrap up today's analysis, do you guys find yourselves missing anything from Minnesota?
    All: Joe's Sideburns.
    McNeau: I thought so.
  16. PeanutsFromHeaven
    This is the final installment of our inconsistent series attempting to motivate Luis Perdomo who was today, released by the Rochester Redwings and Minnesota Twins


    Wings moves: RHP Luis Perdomo released; RHP Cole De Vries promoted from Double-A New Britain.
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    To most that would sound like a defeat, like the baseball gods are telling you--none too kindly--to get out of the way and not let the door hit you where the good lord split you.
    It's sad, but true Luis. You're 29 playing on a team where the average pitcher's age is 26 and a half. You're having one of the two worst seasons in your eight year career. You've only pitched twice in the last two weeks...and not particularly well either time.
    It's pretty clear that you have been defeated, Luis. But while that would be the end of the conversation for many people (particularly those in a highly competitive field like professional athletics), that is not the way of those who follow our motivational seminar: De-Restraining the Force Inside You!
    So don't give up, Luis. Don't surrender. Keep trying to do what you love. If it's still baseball, by all means keep trying to make your way into a baseball line-up. Keep pitching, or hitting, or take up coaching. Few players who take up baseball ever make it to the Major Leagues, and you did. While it makes sense for someone your age, with your recent track record to give up on baseball, if you want to keep dong it you really should.
    http://rlv.zcache.com/churchill_never_give_in_poster-r0e7feff2b9914b96bb5fcacd33e5b095_vhbx_8byvr_324.jpgIf you want to do something else, then by all means, do that, and no matter how many opportunities you have to give up or surrender, please keep working at it until you have the success you desire.
    It's not often that a blog writer gets so worked up about the release of a middling middle reliever in AAA. Or that he genuinely hopes said middling middle reliever finds true happiness. But following the career of Luis Perdomo over the last two years taught me precisely this same lesson. Writing about a player who has worked assiduously to do his best, to elevate himself back up to the major leagues reminded me of some of the things I love best about baseball.
    It would have been easy to give up writing this blog when the Twins sank into last place. It would have been easy to surrender to the truth that the players I write about and care about aren't terribly exciting, or even all that good, and that my time is better spent elsewhere.
    But Luis Perdomo kept pitching, and I kept writing. I'm glad I wrote about him. I'm glad I've continued to write this blog. And I hope that he keeps doing what he loves, just as I'll keep doing what I love.
    Never give up, Luis; never surrender.
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