[Ooh..I like the word "chums." It makes me sound classy.]
I enjoy the winning. I feel sad for the Pirates, but I do enjoy the winning. But I think I love Nyjer Morgan and Andrew McCutchen about as much as I can safely and appropriately love the enemy. Well...I guess they're not quite at the Ian Kinsler (who had a super-human almost Maueresque night at the plate)/CJ Wilson level yet. But it's close. Give them time, they're just new here.
And the Jesse Crain move....wow. I really didn't see that coming. My first reaction was panic. Because when is Twins' Family Day?! Is it this Sunday?! I think it might be this Sunday! Watching Jesse Crain's son play "baseball" last year was my favorite part of the whole day! This is potentially devastating. I'm not sure I can sign off on this. Also, what does this do to the team's Canadian ratio? Someone should look into these things. This is how my brain works.
Speaking of Canadians.... a rapid-fire Twitter-convo spontaneously erupted tonight about baseball team songs. I both defended the OK! Blue Jays! song, and also admitted that it is currently on my iPod.
This led to me to explore some other odd iPod choices and the truths about myself that they reveal. (I will try to make this baseball-relevant, but I can almost guarantee that I will fail. I'm multi-faceted. Deal with it.)
- Many of the strange songs on the iPod are there not so much because I like them, but mostly because I like the bizarre and funny memories attached to them: Like, one time I saw Luis Castillo shaking his tail-feathers to the Snakes on a Plane song. Ergo, the Snakes on a Plane song is on my iPod. This seems perfectly logical to me. Similarly, Yoda by Weird Al gets a nod, because some friends and I used to have a game where we would sing karaoke at this biker bar and try to get as many regulars to leave during our song as possible. Yoda was the winner and gold-standard when we once made 9 people walk out mid-song. It was my birthday. True story.
- I'm convinced that there is a fairly large group of brain cells in my head whose only purpose is to make sure, using whatever means necessary, that I never--NEVER--forget the "lyrics" to Jump by Kriss Kross. Yes, I can sing the whole f-ing thing.
- I think Piazza, New York Catcher is much more fun when I sing my own version called Piazza, Eau Claire Catcher about the Northwoods League Eau Claire Express catcher whose name also happens to be Piazza.
- I continue to be completely unapologetic and un-ironic in my love for Jimmy Buffett.
- I have a wide selection of Twins players' walk-up music, past and present. But I refuse to add the Joe Mauer rap anthem thing. There is a line. I'm sorry.
- Sometimes, when you're feeling blue, it helps to play air-banjo to The Rainbow Connection as sung by Kermit the Frog. Don't knock it til you try it.
Oh, and welcome back to Jason Pridie too! Giving my the chance to post this picture again: