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Scalped.
Lost 2
of 3 to the Cleveland Injuns. Ew. I thought we could’ve took
it yesterday afternoon, but instead we were 0-20 with leaving players on base. Eh, at least Blackburn
held it down pretty well, unlike, oh … some dude that rhymes with “Stickey.”
Listen, L.J. Stickey, you’re in a world of trouble if you don’t get your
affairs in order! Oh … too
late:
To accommodate Pavano on the 25-man Major League roster,
the Twins optioned right-hander R.A. Dickey to Triple-A
Rochester.
After
our suckfest, the Indians were kind enough to leave us with a
parting gift, which I think the team, the coaches, and the fans are MORE
than fine with. Plus, that’s a pretty sweet last name, which I’m sure I
can mangle and turn into another super-lame string of nicknames.
But,
hey, at least we didn’t get swept by the team that was in 4th place by like a
million games. And let me just say this: I love Cabrera. A
LOT. And apparently so does Gomez and Casilla:
Since Cabrera arrived, Gomez and
Casilla have been at the shortstop’s side during pregame warmups and
during chats inside the clubhouse.
… Cabrera is more than happy to be a mentor to the two
players. He said he’s embraced the role of being what he calls “a
liaison” between the coaching staff and Gomez and Casilla.
While other Twins players have tried
to help Gomez and Casilla improve their games, Gomez admitted
that the language barrier has sometimes gotten in the way.
“The other guys here help me,” Gomez
said. “Like [Mike] Redmond, Michael [Cuddyer], but it’s
different because I spend more time together with Cabrera and Casilla
because we’re the three [position] guys on the team who speak Spanish.
That’s fun to talk to a guy like Cabrera with 13-14 years in the big
leagues.”
For
seriously, if that doesn’t warm your heart a little, you are made of
stone. Cold stone. Apparently, you’re made of ice cream.
Anyway, I saw a little piece of the interview with Gomez when he was
talking about the influence of Cabrera (it was adorable), and if nothing
else, Cabrera is someone both of the boys respect and can easily talk
with. I think that if his influence can help both Casilla and Gomez‘s
attitude and game, then he’s done a major service to our team outside of his
playing. I really think that’s what those two need; a really great player
they can respect and get advice from. He’s like Padre Orlando to
them (sooooo his new nickname).
So tonight it’s on in D-Town. I am hesitant to say that we will win a game, because apparently that’s not what we’ve been all about the past couple weeks, BUT I will say I hope we win several games against the Overgrown House Cats, because being third in the division blows.
Speaking of cats and being low in the division … POOR LITTLE GUY!!
Touched by some Angels.
1B: Morneau
2B: Punto
3B: Crede
SS: CABRERA!
RF: Span
CF: Gomez
LF: Young
C: Redmond
DH: Mauer
PITCHING:
- Swarzak
- Dickey
- Keppel
- Crain
PRE-GAME:
Please, for the love of all that is baseball, don’t let us choke like we did last night …
35W bridge collapse, now two years ago … I remember hearing about it and immediately wondering where my dad was and where my friends who live in Mpls were. Luckily all were okay. Oh, and by the way I guess we have a new shortstop …
Also, this lineup is inneresting. Young is back in the game after like dropping off the face of the Earth. Baby Nicky is taking over 2nd, making room for New Jack Cabrera at short. Also, Redmond is behind home plate, and Mauer takes over the designated hitter spot.
TOP O’ THE FIRST:
Um, that was quick.
BOTTOM O’ THE FIRST (0-0):
Cabrera gets a nice round of applause from the crowd. That’s Minnesota Nice for you. Ooh, and he has a nice little bat-wavy-thing pre-swing. But he’s out. Aw.
Anyone else notice yesterday that the guys seem to have gotten haircuts and tamed the weird facial hair? Mauer looks freshly cut, Crede is missing his shagginess and little goatee thing, and I think it was Crain who had less of his weird chin-beard thing as well.
Aaand another 1-2-3 situation. NEAT.
TOP O’ THE SECOND (0-0):
“He said yesterday, ‘Who doesn’t like M&Ms?’” Little LaPanta reporter guy said, apparently quoting Cabrera, who sat by Mauer and Morneau during his first stretch with the team and were the first teammates he talked to. Uhhh …
AHHH! Crede totally fumbles with the ball on an easy play to first for the second out. Not my Jooeee!
Aww, Torii says that although he likes it out west with the Angels, he still considers Minnesota “home.” COME BACK!
Oh, damn. Two runs scored.
BOTTOM O’ THE SECOND (2-0, Angels):
Oh, Harris, lookin’ fine in the dugout.
“Hi, pretty girl,” said Bert to a little girl that was all up in the camera. CUTE!
Redmond hits in a run, and Gomez gets a triple to bring Redmond in, tying the game. Niiiice.
TOP O’ THE THIRD (2-2):
Gross, three runs scored. A nice double play to end it.
BOTTOM O’ THE THIRD (5-2, Angels):
Cabrera shows his worth with a badass double down the right foul line, taking Span to 3rd. Looove it!
Mauer bats in Span, and Morneau bats in Cabrera. We’re catching up, 4-5!
TOP O’ THE FOURTH (5-4, Angels):
Oh neat, another run. Bye bye, Swarzak. Hello … Dickey?? Oh God, here we go …
ARE YOU KIDDING?? LOADED BASES??!! WHY do we have to have an absolutely defective pitching staff? Well, the inning ends without more damage, but REALLY, R.A.?? I’m gonna vom all over the place if this keeps up.
BOTTOM O’ THE FOURTH (6-4, Angels):
Okay, just gotta get this off my chest: Chone Figgins is arguably the best name in baseball.
Gomez steals 2nd, but the ball gets away from the 2nd baseman and Gomez gets nailed in the face. Ouch. But he’s okay, folks.
TOP O’ THE FIFTH (6-4, Angels):
Um … weird that I’m saying this now, but … well done, Dickey.
BOTTOM O’ THE FIFTH (6-4, Angels):
Eh.
TOP O’ THE SIXTH (6-4, Angels):
3-run homer. I need a Xanax.
OH PERFECT, A SOLO HOME RUN.
Am I having a nightmare? Another home run this inning.
BOTTOM O’ THE SIXTH (11-4, Angels):
I’ve pretty much resigned from watching the game, and instead I am looking online for lamp shades. That’s right.
Redmond = beast.
TOP O’ THE SEVENTH (11-4, Angels):
The top of the inning is ended by an AMAZING catch by Gomez waaaaay back in center field. Dude is pure gold.
BOTTOM O’ THE SEVENTH (11-4, Angels):
MORNEAUMER!!! Awesome.
BOTTOM O’ THE EIGHTH (11-5, Angels):
Whoa whoa whoa WHOA … Punto scores and Span makes it to 3rd? DANG.
The crowd’s busting out the rally caps, but in vain … Mauer pops one up for the third out.
TOP O’ THE NINTH (11-6, Angels):
Nice work, boys. FINALLY.
BOTTOM O’ THE NINTH (11-6, Angels):
Hm. Nothing notable, other than the game is over and we’re back at 500. Grrrrreat!
FINAL:
11-6, Angels.
VERDICT:
My concern is with poor new guy Cabrera.
“Hey Orlando, we’re gonna trade you to the Twins.”
“Oh … okay.”
“Yeah, trust us, it’ll be great. You’ll take the team to new heights.”
“If you say so. Hello, Minnesota!”
[after tonight's game]
“Hey guys? Um … is it too late to jump ship? Yeah? Daaaamn.”
So welcome, new guy. Welcome to a team of awful pitching, questionable fielding and hot-and-cold batting. Enjoy your stay!
But, hey, there were still some highlights.
1. Morneaumer
2. Redmond, getting all beasty.
3. Cabrera looking pretty good on the field and at bat
4. Little Nicky Punto with some good hits.
5. Chone Figgins is a real name and person.
So here’s to tomorrow’s game, which will contain less fail – hopefully.
Milwaukee: Algonquin for “TWINS WIN!”
TWINS @ BREWERS
23 JUNE, 7:05 PM
1B: MORNEAU
2B: PUNTO
3B: CREDE
SS: HARRIS
RF: CUDDYER
CF: GOMEZ
LF: YOUNG
C: MAUER
PITCHING:
- LIRIANO
- DICKEY
- GUERRIER
- NATHAN
PRE-GAME:
Twins-Brewer game time is like effing Christmas to me. For the next three nights, I will answer no phone calls nor allow any distraction until I see the final score. Oh wait, that’s like every night now that I moved back in … I’m so very lonely!
I love Ron Coomer, but MAN his head is one giant sphere.
Kubel is still sick, and Span is still out, but Cuddyer is back in business.
I love these tourism commercials for Wyoming and South Dakota, because ther’re like, “LOOK! Out state has stuff to do with your family that is endlessly entertaining!” when really all they have is Mount Rushmore, Yellowstone, and an effing corn palace. (Before you angrily comment about how I’m an ignorant a-hole, remember that I was raised in Montana and rural Minnesota.)
Video of a young Joe Mauer at tee-ball. I was in tee-ball too … I bet he never almost got kicked off the team!*
TOP O’ THE FIRST:
Gomez is first in the order?? Then Harris, then Joeyburns? Oh … alright.
There looks like a ton of Twins fans in the stands behind home. I SHOULD be there.
With the bases loaded, Joe Crede cranked a double, sending in three runners and making me all a-twitter.
BOTTOM O’ THE FIRST (3-0, Twins):
Oooh, Prince Fielder struck out by a slightly struggling Liriano.
JESUS H, Corey “FleshBeard” Hart is 6’6″?!
Oh, God. Bases loaded, Cameron to the plate, and we let two run it in. Waaahhhhgaaaawd! Let’s get the f out of this inning without any further scoring, LIRIANO.
Crede gets the catch, and HOLY GOD HOORAY this inning is over.
TOP O’ THE SECOND (3-2, Twins):
Oh, my. Harris hits a nice one right after Gomez and sends him in for another run. All this with two outs – daaaang.
BOTTOM O’ THE SECOND (4-2, Twins):
Apparently Miller Park got flooded a few days ago? Not too surprising considering the ridiculous amount of storms in the midwest this weekend.
P.S. This is a terribly exciting game – no sarcasm fo’ reals.
AAAGHH! Crede narrowly misses a hit, Young can’t quite get on top of it, and another run for the Brewers. Also, EFFING LIRIANOOOO!
Okay, walks Braun with two outs … here we go, Liriano, up to your same old BS. At least the inning ends with Morneau retiring Fielder. Heaven forbid we PITCH LIKE A MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL TEAM WOULD.
TOP O’ THE THIRD (4-3, Twins):
Hardy gets his fourth error of the year, fumbling the ball and letting Crede get to second. I normally would gloat, but please, it was an error and that sucks for any good player.
YOUNG HITS IT JUUUUST DOWN THE LEFT FOUL LINE! Cuddyer scores and Crede moves to third! I am having three simultaneous heart-attacks.
I totally forgot about the NL/AL pitchers batting/designated hitter business in these inter-league games and almost shat when I saw Liriano at the plate. And he bats about as well as he pitches.
TWO more runs or the Twins, care of the illustrious Carlos Gomez!
BOTTOM O’ THE THIRD (7-3, Twins):
Crede gets his second error of the year in a situation much like Hart’s last inning. Aww.
TOP O’ THE FOURTH (7-3, Twins):
Oh. My. Stars. Dick Bremer. At Noah’s Ark. SHIRTLESS. I need an adult!
Suppan drops an almost straight-up pop fly from Morneau. No worries, because Morneau hits a nice one to deep right.
I think the name of this game should be “taking advantage of errors” night.
BOTTOM O’ THE FOURTH (7-3, Twins)
TOP O’ THE FIFTH (7-3, Twins):
Liriano on first – bahahaaa!
BOTTOM O’ THE FIFTH (7-3, Twins)
TOP O’ THE SIXTH (7-3, Twins):
Dicky B: ”Hey, we just had a 1-2-3 inning!”
Berty B: “No way!”
BOTTOM O’ THE SIXTH (7-3, Twins):
R. A. DICKEY UP IN THIS MOTHA-EFFAAAAA! With a 1-2-3 inning, nonetheless.
TOP O’ THE SEVENTH (7-3, Twins)
This is becoming exceedingly uninteresting.
BOTTOM O’ THE SEVENTH (7-3, Twins)
TOP O’ THE EIGHTH (7-3, Twins):
Dickey had been pulled out of the game. Teehee.
Looks like Morales is pinch hitting – well done, since he gets a single, despite looking like he’s still in high school. Adorable!
BOTTOM O’ THE EIGHTH (7-3, Twins):
Guerrier steps in. Note what comes up when you do a Google Image Search for “Guerrier.”
TOP O’ THE NINTH (7-3, Twins)
BOTTOM O’ THE NINTH (7-3, Twins):
Mr. Joe Nathan is on the mound.
And with the strikeout of Cameron, the Twins are victorious over the Brewers tonight. Good, because I was falling asleep.
FINAL: 7-3, Twins
POST-GAME:
AAAAHHH! CARLOS GOMEZ ON CAMERA! He’s better at English than I thought (they never interview him!), and I gotta love that accent. He seems to really be literally and figuratively stepping up to the plate (ho ho ho, how droll, Neubs!), and his enthusiasm and want to show the Twins that he’s worth something shows through.
VERDICT:
Well … errors abounded, which we made and the ones we didn’t, we took advantage of them. Liriano is a problem. Crede and Young had some nice hits. Man, it was exciting at first, but then around the fourth I could barely pay attention. BUT, a win is a win, especially against the Brewers. Love it, and hope we can carry on with the wins against the Crew, because I enjoy talking serious shiz to their fans.
* I tossed a bat at a kid … in the dugout … accidentally.
The harbor is OURS!
PIRATES @ TWINS
7:10 pm CST
1B: MORNEAU
2B: PUNTO
3B: CREDE
SS: HARRIS
RF: CUDDYER
CF: GOMEZ
LF: YOUNG
C: MAUER
PITCHING:
- PERKINS
- DICKEY
- MIJARES
PRE-GAME:
Cuddy is back in the lineup; hoorah? Hey, he’s been fairly great when he’s not nursing an injury.
Dirty Punto is back! Downside: Casilla’s shenanigans are now relegated to the minors.
I know, I know, “NEUBS! Alexi totally sucks! He like can’t even bat or field or blah blah you’re a moron hurr dur durrr!” To which I say: eff off. Casilla was trying WAY too hard to prove himself when they brought him back up recently. He has giant huevos (teehee, I speak-a de Spanish) on the field and once he harnesses himself in a little so he doesn’t turn into a spaz out there, he’s pretty great to watch.
Buscher should have been sent down; that guy is … ugh.
OH MY GOD, BERT IN A GOOF-NASTY OLD PIRATE UNIFORM! AHHHH! He’s rocking his Pirate ring … Bert, you scurvy old dog (1)*.
And weirdness … Crain in Rochester. Perkins in the Dome. The other day my dad was like, “Perkins, huh? I wonder if he hands out coupons for his restaurant.” My dad is so thug.
TOP O’ THE FIRST:
Crede on third … I’m lovin’ it.
Bert thinks moving Crain down to the minors is “good for Jesse.” I’m sorry, Bert, but his name is Ichabod.
BOTTOM O’ THE FIRST:
Bremer is craving some Famous Dave’s. Dude, so am I. I’d share some pulled pork with Dicky B.
Harris hits a nice single into center, and Mauer follows second in the batting order, and also hits a single up the middle.
Morneau cracks his bat into shards, falling victim with Mauer to a double play. But, Harry runs it in, making it 1-0, Twins.
And Crede ruins it all, getting the third out. Just kidding, Brokeback Joe is back in the game, and that’s all I care about.
TOP O’ THE SECOND:
James Denton from Desperate Housewives is at the game talking to Marni?! Apparently his wife, who is from Shakopee, converted him to the Twins. That is a woman worth marrying. He said Bert tipped him well when he was waiting tables at Harry Caray’s restaurant. WHAT?! He had a frickin RESTAURANT? Did it offer self-eating hotdogs?
The LaRoche brothers … cute. Actually if I ever had to play baseball with my brother I’d probably end up cracking a bat over his head. Competition – my middle name.
Perkins has some serious 5 o’ clock shadow going on. And he gets both frères LaRoche out in the second inning.
BOTTOM O’ THE SECOND (1-0, Twins):
Cooooo-meeeerrrrr. One word: spherical. Those of you watching; y’all know what I’m talking about, amirite?
Kubel is up. Hits it hard into right, making it a single.
Cuddyer smacks it to the bleachers, getting a triple, and Kubel tries to make it home, but is thrown out. The boos of the crowd can probably be heard all the way in WIsconsin. Apparently they shot some Cortisone into his finger, making it possible for him to be here tonight. That shiz is magic.
Cuddyer is hit in by Young. YOU GO, DELTRON! He moves to second, directed by Gomez, after a wild pitch got away from the catcher. He hits a popup and is retired. I can’t wait to see him crack a bot over his knee again someday.
Dirt McGirt Punto is thrown out at first, but at least we have a couple runs now.
TOP O’ THE THIRD (2-0, Twins):
1st homer of the year for Morgan, and the game is tied. Oh, here we go … but, um, at least that homer raised 15 thousand dollars for prostate cancer research?
BOTTOM O’ THE THIRD (2-2):
Word on the streets is Span had an inner-ear infection that was screwing with whatever nerve or thingy it is that controls his equilibrium – luckily, no thyroid problem.
Dreamyburns gets a beautiful hit up the middle, and he and Harris take up first and second. Hello, Morney …
OH! He bats in Harris with a strong hit to center! Yessss.
Crede and his knee-socks. I’m swooning! Hits YET ANOTHER one up the middle, and the bases are loaded.
Kubel has hit a grand slam five times … I’m not saying he’s gonna do it again tonight, but Jason: it would be real nice. Uh, oh – the count’s three and one. He hits it, but a double play takes care of him and Crede. Mauer runs one in. Exxxccellleeeennt.
Cuddy strikes out, ending the inning.
TOP O’ THE FOURTH (4-2, Twins):
Holy crap. Perfect catch by Young right against the fence. OH. HOT. DAMN.
Quick top of the inning.
BOTTOM O’ THE FOURTH (4-2, Twins):
Third effing double play of the game against the Twins. Booo.
TOP O’ THE FIFTH (4-2, Twins):
Young makes another pretty catch against the fence.
Perkins gives up a walk, first of the game, and Mauer and Anderson are out there in like two seconds flat. I always wonder what the catcher or pitching coach say when they go out there … I’d be like, “Hey. Hey you. QUIT SUCKING.” I suppose that’s why I’m not taking Rick Anderson’s job.
And with the bases loaded, we execute a lovely double play, ending the top of the inning. I likey.
BOTTOM O’ THE FIFTH (4-2, Twins):
Mauer is three-for-three tonight with a nice single. Coomer is drooling over his swing for like two minutes. WE GET IT: HE’S GOOD.
Morneau pops one up for an out, and Crede follows him in the oder. Hits a huge popup, but instead of catching it, the three outfielders stumble all over themselves like little league players and it hits the ground. Mauer runs in another, and Crede takes his place in my dreams. Just kidding, I’ll never meet him and he’s married and I’m creepy and I’M EVER SO LONELY!
TOP O’ THE SIXTH (5-2, Twins):
Gomez has such style when he’s catching and throwing. I love his little skippity-hop when he chucks it.
1-2-3 inning, babies.
BOTTOM O’ THE SIXTH (5-2, Twins):
Cuddyer CRACKS a single into left – like, hard.
Just saw Span giggling in the dugout. He’s just waaay adorable. His mom in the crowd at the games down in Tampa Bay was like the cutest thing I’ve ever seen – her telling the crowd to quiet down so her son can concentrate, hahha.
Oooh, very nice hit up the middle by Young. Cuddy on third, Deltron on first, and GoGo is at bat. No outs … and Gomez just kissed his bat. I’m starting to think he might be a little insane. Well, save it for your little old lady, Carlos. He reaches with a single and brings Cuddy in.
These Pirate outfielders aren’t doing too well tonight. To quote Aesop Rock: these Pirates either have two glass eyes, or they’re wearing their patch on the wrong side (2)*. Yup, I just quoted hip-hop in a baseball blog. There’s a place for people like me in heaven.
Punto drives in Young, making it 7 for us and 2 for the Pirates. Only one out, and we have Gomez on first.
I think it would be cooler if the pitcher for the Pirates had to try to keep a parrot on his shoulder (3)*. And people whine about making baseball more interesting … c’mon, just bring in some animals and you got yourself a good time!
Gomez stealthily steals second. I can see why some herald him as the fastest in baseball. But dude … ese is LOCO. Evidence:
Uh … perhaps performing magic??
OH, SICK HIT BY MAUER! Gets a nice double up the inside of the right foul line, driving in Gomez. And then Morneau is walked?? Two outs, first and second occupied.
CREEEEDEEEEE. Well, he’s out at first, ending the inning.
TOP O’ THE SEVENTH (8-2, Twins):
Dickey on the mound! HAHAH. That just never gets old to me.
BOTTOM O’ THE SEVENTH (8-2, Twins):
Some hipstery dorks just got circled and it looked like the highlight of their pretentious lives. Rock those ironic glasses and ironic red flannels, nerds.
Marni talks to Perkins: his elbow felt fine, and he was happy to get out there with his teammates since Florida was “pretty lonely.”
Weird: Delmon Young hits it to Delwyn Young. MY HEAD IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE!
TOP O’ THE EIGHTH (8-2, Twins):
At least Dickey also wears the knee-socks. I wish the others would pay attention, minus Crede, Punto, and Harris. I just love ‘em!
EEE! Error charged to Mauer – threw the ball too low to Morneau for an out at first, but it wasn’t happening. At least that’s his first of the year, and apparently the 16th in his ML career.
BOTTOM O’ THE EIGHTH (8-2, Twins):
Bert liked the cowboy hat a guy in the crows was wearing: “Now THAT is a hat.”
And that was pretty much the only interesting thing that happened, the end.
TOP O’ THE NINTH (8-2, Twins):
Let’s get this show on the road.
OH PERFECT, it’s Mijares. Wildest pitch in the west … um, I mean central. Actually, I take that back, he’s doing better tonight.
And Gomez ends the game with a catch – yessss.
FINAL:
8-2, Twins.
POST-GAME:
Marni and Mauer: He thought Perkins looked good and was happy to see him back. A little rusty, but Perkins got through the innings. He’s just cute as a button on the camera.
Mauer is being compared to Ted Williams all over this post-game show. Joe: please don’t freeze yourself.
AGH! CREDE AND MARNI! He’s happy to get a win like this back home, and Marni asks how is he feeling? “For the most part, everything’s been going great.” Aww, just tie a bow around him.
VERDICT:
I’m liking the way the boys played tonight. Mauer was a beast; Cuddyer and Punto proved themselves; our pitchers held on through the end. HOPEFULLY, this is the way they’ll be rockin’ it for the rest of this series. Oh, and looky here: we hit 500. Can we please stay there? Or above it? Thanks.
*PIRATE REFERENCE COUNT:
Only 3. Well, 4 if you count the blog title. NERD ALERT!
Toronto Dirty Birds.
TOP O’ THE 2nd:
OH NO, A BEACH BALL ON THE FIELD! EVERYBODY PANIC!
s player while he was running, making him automatically out. I have never seen that before.
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