That bottom of the tenth inning had to be one of great examples of karmic retribution in the history of professional baseball, and it sure as hell had to be exactly the sort of scenario Ron Gardenhire started dreaming about the moment he heard the news that J.C. Romero was no longer a Minnesota Twin.
And wherever this odyssey leads, and whatever else this team serves up in the way of entertainment and disappointment, it’s going to be mighty hard for the Twins to deliver a stretch of highs and lows to rival the first two weeks of the season. In five days they’ve already played two of the best games –and staged two of the greatest comebacks– in recent memory.
Honest to God, Saturday’s 6-5 win over the Yankees and tonight’s game of Rock Em Sock Em Robots againsts the Angels were spectacular examples of why baseball is the greatest game ever invented, and why anybody who bails on a game in the middle innings deserves to be banished from the ballpark forever.
We can save the discussion of just how the hell Kyle Lohse manages to hoodwink Major League arbitrators year in and year out for another day. For now, though, let’s just try to be grateful that J.C. Romero is wearing an Angels uniform, and that Mike Scioscia was fool enough to send him out to the mound in the tenth inning of a tie game.
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