Tag: Minnesota Twins

Surprised? A Little Bit, I Guess

Brad Zellar — Tue, 03 Jun 2008 02:19:53 -0500

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

Brad Zellar — Thu, 29 May 2008 01:34:19 -0500

^{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?

Brad Zellar — Thu, 22 May 2008 02:20:48 -0500

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

Brad Zellar — Tue, 13 May 2008 01:38:41 -0500

^{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

Brad Zellar — Mon, 05 May 2008 01:28:29 -0500

^{AP Photo/Hannah Foslien}

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

Seriously.

I'm not.

Mean Business

Josh Fischer — Thu, 01 May 2008 00:00:00 -0500

The Minnesota Twins mean business in their new commercial. Morneau, Cuddyer, and Mauer wear ultra-cool Twins fan gear. They begin strolling to the soundtrack of Led Zeppelin's "Dazed and Confused." In slow motion, the camera catches each individual, like a shot out of Quentin Tarantino's Reservoir Dogs. On location, at the under-construction open stadium, it's spring. Air gusts ripple Cuddyer's ringer t-shirt with the "TC" logo.

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

Brad Zellar — Tue, 22 Apr 2008 23:42:49 -0500

^{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.