The dog days of baseball are getting to me. The Twins have been too far away, for too long. It's been so long since I've been to a game, I can't even remember it.
[EDIT: That's not true. I totally remember it, now that I think about it. There was a girl who put stuff in our bought-and-paid-for extra seat without asking, and Those Girls got very territorial and cranky, and her Brewers fan boyfriend spit gross mucus on the floor next to us and said mean things about Mike Redmond. I'm going to go ahead and forget about it again, actually.]
And the west coast games always feel so far away....they're on at such a strange and foreign time...I'm glad to be done with them. I'm feeling very disconnected.
It doesn't help that football is starting, and is all shiny and new. It's not that I like it more than baseball. I only like it maybe 50% as much as baseball. But, like I said....it's shiny, new and distracting. And that is all I will say about that.
I didn't blog much about that Oakland series, but I did have a couple of thoughts about that game. You know the one I'm talking about. I dare not speak its name. I am convinced that Joe Nathan was actually just doing a little after-school special teachable moment thing for his buddy Jesse Crain. I imagine the "pep talk" went something like this:
JN: See, man? I'm completely awesome, everybody loves me, I make millions and millions of dollars, and I have the official title of Hottest Twin* and even I still suck sometimes and lose a game in the last inning in heartbreaking and soul-crushing fashion. Don't feel bad! If it can happen to me, it can happen to anyone.
JN: No problemo. We'll get 'em next time.
Thought number two about that game: Brendan Harris had the best self-deprecating quote ever. "Well, I left a small village on base...." Oh, yes. You absolutely did, Brendan. But that is so funny to me, I forgive you. I laughed, and laughed and laughed some more. That quote is right up there with some of the Gomez gems earlier this season as one of my favorites of the year.
Thing I think about September: Call-ups. It's fun to make new friends! Plus, it keeps Those Girls on their toes trying to use our keen observational skills (we've decided we should be FBI profilers, actually) to learn fun and interesting facts about all the new guys. Of course, it's also fun to entirely fabricate fun and interesting facts about the new guys using our active imaginations. Either way, we amuse ourselves.
Thing I don't like about September: Spoilers. Teams who can't do jack early in the season, but suddenly find their magic when they're 15 games out. They have their fun by ruining the party for everyone else. Kansas City especially seems to revel in this role. To be fair though, it's not like they have a lot of other things to revel in....so I won't begrudge them. Cleveland also seems to be excited about spoiling things, though. So, it could be an interesting final weekend again, with Cleveland playing at Cellular and the Royals at the Dome. I'm already excited about it.
First things first though....on to Canada.
I'm afraid to say that I'd be content to take 2 out of 3 and end the road trip at .500, because apparently, when I say things like that, they come true. I blame the soft bigotry of low expectations. However, I'm also afraid to say I need the team to sweep and make it a winning road trip, because I don't want to put too much pressure on anybody. Aiming for perfection is stressful, man. So, I will try to be all zen and c'est la vie about it instead. I make no promises though. Perfection is actually shinier and more distracting than football in September. Just a hint, boys.
On a side note, (that is mostly non-baseball related but I will try to bring it around to baseball anyway), I got to chill with Barack Obama last Sunday. It was pretty awesome, and he's so nice and funny and....did I mention awesome, it's hard to believe he's a White Sox fan instead of a Twins fan. And there....I made my shameless name-dropping relevant, just like that. See how I did that?
*Thanks to tammy who both invented the title, and awarded it to Joe Nathan in person. She should be honored as a hero to all of us.