We should totally get to do that!
Some of our boys, *cough*Brendan Harris*cough*, simply cannot be trusted to make those sorts of decisions on their own.
The fans should help Brendan pick his music. After much deliberation, and knowing only that Brendan's personal musical taste could probably most likely be filed under "tacky"-- so I had to start from scratch, I made the following selections to choose from:
A. Mr. Roboto--Styx. I love this song. It should be someone's at-bat music. And the positive association with robots would probably make me like him more.
B. Under Pressure--Queen. Yes, there's the danger than uninformed listeners will think that it's Ice Ice Baby. It's a risk I'm willing to take.
C. Jump--Van Halen. No reason, I just like it. Who doesn't get a little bit pumped up when you hear this song?
D. Fortunate Son--CCR. I threw it in there, because maybe if he only listened to the beginning, we could trick him into liking it. A girl can dream.
I'm not going to say exactly how much time I spent thinking about this because frankly, it's kind of embarrassing. But, I think any one of these songs would be a huge step up from Cherry Pie. (Although maybe the game wouldn't be the same without the excessive sighing and eye-rolling Those Girls do whenever we hear that god-awful song.)
[EDIT: Poll results showed Jump by Van Halen to be the victor by a small margin over Mr. Roboto]
A couple other at-bat music wishlist items:
I'd love Joe Mauer's music to be the refrain from Champion by Brother Ali. It would be awesome. Trust me. It would make Joe seem a little more badass, and there's the whole local-boy connection there.
I also wish Redmond would give us a blast from his past and go with his old Florida Marlins at-bat music: Baby Got Back by Sir Mix-a-Lot. C'mon Mike....please....just one game....
And on a completely different subject, which has nothing to do with baseball or Twins, but was funny enough to me that I needed to write it down...I had the following conversation with my mother yesterday and this seems like as good a place as any to share it:
Mom: I found the perfect hobby for you!
Me: Oh yeah?
Mom: Roller Derby.
Me: Mom, I cannot think of many things I'd want to do less than go watch Roller Derby.
Mom: Not watch! You should be in it!
Mom: No, I've been reading about it in Reader's Digest, and you'd be perfect for it. You could be all sweet, quiet and mild-mannered during the day, and then ruthlessly beat down your opponents at night! You'd love that!
Me: Well....yeah. But, Mom....I don't rollerskate.
Mom: A minor detail!
Me: Not that minor....
Mom: You'd get to come up with your own cleverly suggestive nickname!
Me: Oh, in that case....
Mom: It'd be a great way for you to use your competitive aggression.
Seriously, you elbow a guy in the throat one time during a 6th grade co-ed basketball tournament and you're labeled as competitively aggressive for the rest of your life. That guy totally had it coming, by the way.