It never fails....for about the first 45-50 minutes of the HR Derby, I'm super excited. I think thoughts like "I love the Derby! I think I like it better than the actual All-Star Game even!"
And then time apparently slows down. When what feels like 5 hours goes by, and we're still in the first round....that's when the fatigue sets in.
I always manage to power through to the end, but (last year aside) I always stop caring completely by the 2nd batter of round 2.
Congrats Prince Fielder. I didn't actually watch you get your trophy because of that whole not-caring thing, but it's nothing personal. Good Job.
Poor Joe. E for effort. He did better than Justin did in his first Derby.
I wonder how many players have won on their first attempt? I'm not actually going to look it up, due-once again-to caring fatigue, but I do wonder passively. It seems like it's harder for newbies. Although Nelson Cruz sure put on a show.
And people wonder why the Rangers are my runner-up next-best-thing-to-the-Twins team this season. They're kind of awesome. Plus...you know....Ian Kinsler and all.
And speaking of Ian Kinsler, after every swing of Brandon Inge's epic HR Derby fail, I proudly announced "Kinsler would've made that," just to be annoying.
Yes, I am still bitter.
But on a happy note, it was so awesome to meet the folks at our pre-game shindig on Saturday. It was great putting faces to names, and blogs and Twitter handles. And it really only reinforced my opinion that the Twins have vastly superior fans. Especially women fans. Um...we are pretty, pretty awesome. So, back-patting and self-congratulatory murmuring all around!