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Surprised? A Little Bit, I Guess

(AP Photo/Jim Mone)

If you haven't been paying attention, you've been missing a strange, maddening, encouraging, teetering-on-the-brink-of-disaster one day, triumphing-over-adversity the next, almost wholly improbable stretch of baseball from the Minnesota Twins.

I Can't Believe I Watched the Whole Thing: That's Why They Play Nine, You Communists, Part Two

AP Photo/Orlin Wagner

As I sat staring vacantly at the TV in the ninth inning of last night's Kansas City-Minnesota game, I had another of my brief, increasingly pathetic revelations. My God, I said to my dog, This really is my life.

Which is something I find myself saying to my dog with alarming frequency of late.

What Fresh Hell Is This?

Sidney Ponson?

Come on, seriously: Sidney Ponson?

You have to be kidding me.

Truly, there is very, very little that could give me more displeasure than seeing that fat Aruban hump toss a complete game gem in the Metrodome.

My displeasure wouldn't be much diminished even if he had been wearing a Minnesota uniform.

Guts and Small Ball

AP Photo by Jim Mone

Francisco Liriano was almost as disappointing as Nelson Liriano. There has been a disquieting wave of injuries—to Michael Cuddyer, Kevin Slowey, Adam Everett, Scott Baker, Nick Punto, and, most depressingly, to Pat Neshek.

That's Why They Play Nine, You Communists: Meet Your First Place Minnesota Twins

AP Photo/Hannah Foslien

I'm not a fair weather fan. Honest to God, I'm not.

Seriously.

I'm not.

Three Weeks, from Which We Can Conclude Virtually Nothing, So I Will Talk Instead about Vivisection

AP Photo/Jim Mone

I love baseball stats, love them as least as much or more than the next woman. And like so many others, the explosion of the statistical analysis of baseball was what drew me deeper into the grip of the game at a moment in my life when I was just starting to pull away.

Confidence Game: A Case of the Yips in the Motor City

The Postponement Blues

Early April baseball in the Midwest can be a flat-out teeth-kicker. Baseball, of course, can kick your teeth in on a regular basis no matter the month, but shit like last night is brutal, even if it (literally) comes with the territory. Couldn't they at least have given us a rain delay, so we could have stretched out the night a little bit?

Paper Tigers, etc: Seriously, People, It's Still Too Damn Early to Even Have This Conversation

AP Photo, by Paul Battaglia

Opening Night: And So It Begins. Again.

AP photo by Tom Olmscheid

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