Four and a half hours of rollercoaster baseball, only to ultimately watch things fall apart when, inexplicably, Juan Rincon went back for a second inning. Yes, we were down to just Brian left in the 'pen...but that is because Matt Guerrier only pitched ONE out. Joe Nathan probably could have manned up and pitched a second inning, or at least an extra out.
The worst part was the smug reaction of Yankees fans....like their team WON the game. Sorry, your team didn't win it, the Twins lost it. There's no glory in winning a game in a second inning against Juan Rincon. My grandmother could step up to the plate and win a game in Juan Rincon's second inning. I am really starting to believe that Gardy puts Juan in in tight situations simply to euthanize the game and send everyone home. If he can't do it in one, and accidentally pitches OK for an inning, they keep him in for another one to finish the job.
If I sound a little bitter, it's because my back hurts SO bad this morning from that game. If it had had a miraculous ending, I'm sure it would hurt a little less.
- Breslow was freaking AWESOME. Welcome, new guy. I like you.
- There was much jubilation emanating from Those Girls' seats when Cuddy hit his home-run: "Cuddy can shave! Cuddy can shave!" I imagine a similar celebration was being held by Claudia Cuddyer.
- Mike Lamb tried really hard to win the game. (Good effort Mike. I'm sorry no one was able to even get a base hit to send you home from 3B.)
- We did not die in a tornado.