I just don't really have anything amusing to say right now.
While a pennant race is always fun, and I obviously hope we win the division--just because it's kind of fun sticking it to Detroit and Chicago--I can't really get too excited about a possible playoff berth in any sort of dimension of reality.
I'm just having an off season as a superfan. To use lame relationship cliches as metaphors, I will always love the Twins, but this season I am just not IN love with them. Also...it's not you, it's me...if that helps any.
And if I've learned one thing, it's that when it comes to this blog, if I can't say something amusing or enthusiastic, I just shouldn't say anything at all.
I'm looking forward to spending the last weekend of the regular season at the Metrodome though, partaking in obsessive compulsive superstitious baseball habits I've developed and perfected over the past 20-odd years for the last time. I guess I will start fresh next season with new idiosyncrasies. Or not. We'll see.