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  • Twins Finish First, Second or Third? The First Annual April Fools Diablog

    With the Twins 2007 season less than 30 hours away, and with an itch to expand this blog beyond NBA basketball (which is why I chose the title On the Ball), I decided to solicit a pair of dear friends whose passion and knowledge of the game of baseball exceeds my own, and engage them in a “diablog” about the Twins and their place in the tough AL Central this year.

    On board we have David Brauer, former sports columnist for the Twin Cities Readers back in the day, a reporter who staked himself out as the foremost authority on stadium/arena related issues and finances back in the 90s, and an all-around fount of info. Brauer takes his kids to see dozens of Twins, and was down in Arizona catching the tail end of the cactus league games when I tracked him down for this.

    The other member of the trio is The Rake’s own Brad Zellar, author of the most definitive portrait to date of Ron Gardenhire (back when he was at City Pages), proprietor of the ever-enlightening Rake blog Warning Track Power, a man whose love of the game was instilled nearly from birth by his late father, a stone-cold diamond fan. Last, but certainly not least, Brad is a close personal friend of Uncle Jumbo.

    In my not so humble opinion, this freewheeling exchange worked out so well that I’ll probably pester Brad and David to do it again at different points during the season. Feel free to add your own comments–and check out Warning Track Power throughout the season.

    Britt Robson
    Okay, here’s the thing that baffles me about most of the preseason Twins chatter I’ve heard and read thus far: Everyone seems to be gnashing their teeth over the starting rotation, when I think a much bigger concern is the team’s offense. Minnesota outscored their opponents by 118 runs last year. Which is more attainable this season, permitting only 683 runs or scoring as many as 801 again?

    People forget that last year’s team sucked out loud last spring precisely because the hurlers were getting hammered out of the gate. Remember how Radke, Silva, Baker and Lohse were all gopher-balling, and serving up ropes that even shoring up the sclerotic left side of the infield D wouldn’t have remedied. Yes, the Twins have lost a major middle-rotation innings-eater in Radke, and, even more significantly, phenom Francisco Liriano. But all the appropriate kudos Radke received for his gritty hurling with a broken shoulder last year sort of obscured that his ERA was 4.32. True, Likriano’s was a gaudy 2.16, but again, in all the feel-good residue of the summer/autumn comeback, fans forget that Lohse and Baker had ERAs of 7.07 and 6.37, respectively, in slightly more combined innings than Liriano pitched. Put them together and you’ve got a spot in the rotation that again yields about a 4.50 ERA. So, the Twins have to replace two spots in the rotation with a pair of 4.40 hurlers. Who doesn’t see that happening with a mix-and-match assortment of questionable vets–Ortiz, Ponson, and Silva–and promising youngsters–Garza, Perkins, and Slowey–behind Santana and Bonser? Everyone knows at least two of those young’uns will be up before the All Star break, and if they’re not, it’s because the vets are stitching it together, getting it to the best bullpen in the American League, if not all of baseball, with the added advantage of having Reyes and Neshek around for the entire year. Bottom line, the Twins pitching could easily be the best in the division–only Detroit is comparable.

    But the hitting? The Piranhas were a nice marketing ploy and a wonderful trivia question in 2015, but there is no way Punto and Tyner duplicate their seasons of a year ago. Castillo and White are creaky (White should be better, but not that much). There isn’t a quality utility middle infielder (Jeff Cirillo?) to spell the injury-prone Castillo and the slightly-built Bartlett, who wore out in 2/3 of a season a year ago. People are downplaying Joe Mauer’s injury, and granted it’s not on a weight-bearing bone, but it is one that gets flexed coming out of a crouch from a guy who stands 6-5. The Twins are one opponents’ stolen base attempt away from losing their cornerstone for a month or two.

    Then there’s the question of whether Morneau and Cuddyer can duplicate their breakout seasons; historically, young, breakout players fall back a bit a year later. And you know Torii Hunter isn’t going to hit 30 dingers again unless he bats .250. The only real potential bonus for the offense is Kubel, and that’s hardly guaranteed.

    Come October, I expect this offensive shortfall to put the Twins somewhere in the 80s, win-wise, which will be enough to keep us engaged in the wild card race but not enough to overcome Cleveland for the AL Central pennant. Just for the record, I incorrectly called Cleveland last year too, and for the Twinks to finish 3rd behind the White Sox. This time the 3rd place prediction has them getting edged by the Tigers, with the ChiSox imploding under crazy Ozzie Guillen and the thing that everyone is incorrectly bemoaning about the Twins–a paucity of quality starting pitching.

    I await your huzzahs and brickbats…

    Brad Zellar

    I agree with Britt regarding the pitching situation, even if I have to
    say that I think they made some seriously questionable rotation
    decisions. It might or might not hurt them in the early going, but
    over the last five years Gardenhire and pitching coach Rick Anderson
    have demonstrated time and again that they can patch together enough
    pitching around Santana to get the game to their reliably splendid
    bullpen.

    Last year was nothing if not a case in point; consider that the Twins
    gave starts to ten different pitchers (including Matt Guerrier and
    Mike Smith) in 2006. Consider that Lohse, Silva, Scott Baker, and Matt
    Garza combined for 64 starts and a 21-34 record, while Santana and
    Liriano combined for 50 starts and a 31-9 record. That’s 52 wins right
    there, and Radke and Boof chipped in another 19 (as well as 15
    losses). So those eight guys strung together a 71-58 record, which
    means that the Twins went 25-8 in the games in which none of their
    stable of starters received a decision. The bullpen had a combined Cy
    Young-worthy record of 26-10.

    Barring injury, the bullpen shouldn’t be a worry, and the rotation and
    pitching staff in general sure looks to be in better shape–at least
    in terms of mix-and-match options–this year.

    And, yes, the whole piranha thing was a nice little gimmick, but let’s
    remember the source (Chicago manager and nutball Ozzie Guillen). Punto
    did a serviceable job of filling the massive hole left by the Batista
    mistake, but he remains a seriously questionable major league third
    baseman. He has zero power, has a history of being injury prone, and
    doesn’t get on base nearly enough (.352 OBP last year) to make up for
    his lack of pop. Tyner was also a decent surprise filling in,
    particularly on defense, but his .312 BA in 62 games is essentially
    meaningless given that he had seven extra base hits in 218 at bats.

    I’ll disagree to some extent about the offense. I think they can get
    better, and you have to remember that the offense was as putrid as the
    pitching in the early going last year. I’m pretty confident Rondell
    White can and will be a whole lot better than the player we saw in
    2006, and I actually like the addition of Jeff Cirillo. The guy’s a
    career .298 hitter and a perfect fit in the Twins’ clubhouse. I don’t
    suppose you can expect Morneau to drive in 130 runs again, but it
    wouldn’t surprise me to see him increase his home run numbers. And
    unless Mauer’s leg proves to be a lingering concern (the decision to
    keep a third catcher is a bit worrisome to me) it’s also reasonable to
    expect him to increase his run production. If the kid can hit 25
    homers and drive in a hundred runs I’m sure nobody’s gonna sweat the
    inevitable dip in his batting average.

    We pretty much know what to expect from Torii Hunter by now, and at
    this point anything approaching a monster year from him would be
    gravy. I have absolutely no idea whether Cuddyer can get any better,
    or even whether he can come close to duplicating last year’s numbers.
    He’s a good player, though, and he’s not going to hurt the team. I
    think Luis Castillo can and should get on base a lot more than he did
    last year, and it continues to baffle me how none of the top of the
    order guys managed to score 100 runs last year. If Kubel’s healthy,
    that’s a bonus the Twins didn’t have last year.

    The bottom line, I guess, is that I think this team still has an
    upside. They need to avoid last season’s disastrous start, but I think
    they’ll win the division. Detroit won’t be as good, or as lucky, as
    they were last year, and the loss of Kenny Rogers is going to hurt.
    With the exception of Jim Thome, I despise everything about the White
    Sox. And I don’t see that Cleveland has done nearly enough to bolster
    its shitty bullpen. It remains a mystery how a team that had as many
    magnificent performances as the Indians did in 2006 could scrape
    together just 78 wins.

    David Brauer

    First, I can’t go for the trendy “surprise” pick of the Indians. The
    Jamesians will tell you they should’ve won about a dozen more games
    according to the “expected wins” formula, but that format overrates teams that score runs in bunches (Cleveland) but not consistently (Twins). As Brad noted, they failed to upgrade their awful bullpen this off-season, though their horrid defense is apparently up a titch. Anyone honest will tell you any Central team except the Royals can win it, but Detroit made the best move picking up Sheffield for their non-clutch offense, and they have by far the best full pitching staff in the division (even without Rogers; this is the benefit of great farm system arms and now playoff experience); to me, they’re the clear number one.

    I’d put the Twins second because the Whities’ rotation is fading and they still play Podsednik and Uribe (Detroit, by the way, has no one in their starting batting order as hateable); let’s put Cleveland third and Chicago fourth. Not adventurous, I know, but that’s how I see it.

    As for the Twins, I am not as sanguine about the rotation as Britt the
    Contrarian. Here’s why: Rick Anderson is apparently good at developing and honing pitchers but I don’t see any track record of reclaiming them. Dennis Reyes is perhaps the biggest success in this regard, but that, as much as anything, was an example of disciplined situational use. I simply can’t see Ortiz–Mr. Big Inning–and Sidney-Wine-With-Dinner emerging, and Carlos Silva is, at this point, simply desperation. The law of averages says one will work out, but that leaves two in the dumpster. The kids might be fine (my theory on the Twins’ rotation decisions over the years is that every day in the minors delays major-league service accrual and thus free agency), but only Garza is a possible innings monster (and of course, neither are Ortiz, Ponson or Silva, at least the current edition of Silva). Which leads me to …

    The bullpen. Here’s where I get contrarian. I think one of the
    less-commented-upon things this year is the steady decline of Juan Rincon. It’s not Silva-like, but it’s there. His Walks-Hits-per-Innings-Pitched (WHIP) has climbed the last two seasons and 2006 was the second highest of his six-year career. Now unreliable as a set-up guy, you have to trust Neshek–who admittedly, was awesome last year, duplicating his minor-league stats–and Reyes, whose streak is officially one year in a row. I think the bullpen will get a lot more work this year, and our mid-innings guys have good stuff but are not low WHIP guys. If they falter, it might not matter if we get to the late innings guys.

    On offense, I’ll admit I don’t completely trust the MVP–also contrarian, and quite possibly stupid–and find myself groaning over Bartlett, whose O really, deeply went into the toilet down the stretch. I’m not as much of a Punto-hater (Brad, he WAS injury prone, but speaking as a guy who started doing Pilates last year after little Nicky did, I can understand how the strength/flexibility thing can redeem an injured history), and his defense was frankly a joy to watch. (I don’t have the range stats, but he sure seemed clutch to me.) Punto is the poster child for smart, if not necessarily power-laden, at-bats, and his small-ballness was redeemed by the record power of Hunter and Cuddyer. I agree with Brad that Rondell
    White will have a season much more like his second half than his first. (Don’t forget Jason Kubel lurking a year after a knee operation, when things always get better. May we never see Lew Ford again; great guy, horrid declining stats, who is only here because we patch together backup CFs and Denard Spann needs maximum at-bats for 2008.)

    The best argument for Britt’s position is all the guys who just don’t
    epitomize the offense. Leadoff guy? Any port in a storm, but having
    Castillo bat first is a desperation move given his declining OBP. Punto worked at #2 last year but is not in the top half league-wise; Mauer is not a prototypic #3 (though we’re all waiting for that power – like Godot?). It all means MVP must be MVP, and 4-8 spots display at least ’06 power and OBP. I’d put the odds of that at about 45 percent.

    Zellar

    Hey, I confess complete ignorance when it comes to Pilates–no
    freaking idea even what it is, but did I only imagine that Punto was
    hobbled for much of spring training with exactly the sort of nagging
    injury that had dogged him before 2006? The guy had exactly as many at
    bats in Florida as Mike Redmond and Jeff Cirillo (and one fewer than
    Matthew LeCroy), and he had eight hits in those 39 at bats.

    As far as Rincon is concerned, granted, his strike outs *did* decline
    (and his WHIP crept a bit) once he stopped accidentally ingesting
    performance enhancing substances, but he was still a pretty damn
    effective reliever last year, appearing in 76 games and compiling a
    2.91 ERA.

    Robson

    All my chiding of David for not being irascible enough is apparently
    working. Trendy or no, the Indians *did* upgrade their bullpen. I know Joe Borowski is 36 and has a career graph that looks like Zorro practice, but he did save 36 games for the Marlins last year. And yeah, 41-year old Roberto Hernandez makes Borowski look like a spring chicken, but a 3.48 ERA and a 1.11 WHIP isn’t too shabby, even augmented by cavernous Shea Stadium. Add those geezers to Rafael Betancourt, who hasn’t had an ERA over 4.00 in three seasons in Cleveland, and it is more than likely that they’ll do better than
    last year’s pratfall, when the pen saved only 24 games in 47 attempts. (That’s Ron Davis territory.) As for the defense, getting Josh Barfield to play second instead of chubby Ronnie Belliard is a major upgrade and Andy Marte moves better than Aaron Boone did last year at third.

    I’m not saying the bullpen or the D can be anything more than average, but the starting rotation is strong (Sabathia-Westbrook-Lee-Sowers) and the lineup is the most potent in the division by far. I’d trade Morneau for Grady Sizemore tomorrow, and Dakota native Travis Hafner is like a prairie Big Papi. Martinez can’t throw anybody out behind the plate but he sure can rake. No, I like Cleveland.

    But this is supposed to be a Twins preview, innit? Actually, it can be whatever we want it to be. On the subject of Juan Rincon, I reflexively root against confirmed juicers, and just wish that Jesse Crain didn’t have that Everyday Eddie Guardado penchant for courting trouble so that Crain could do what the brass wanted last year and supplant Rincon as Nathan’s 8th inning valet. I get David’s affection for Punto because he (Brauer, not necesarily Punto) prioritizes diamond defense so highly. But Brad’s right: Remember all the jokes about how people need to stop him from running face first into dugouts and spiking himself in the shower? Unfortunately, Matt
    Moses slugged .386 in Double A last year, so it is not like anybody is pushing Punto off the hot corner. And he is better than Tony Batista.

    Brauer

    First, Brad, ya caught me not paying attention to spring stats. I was only really looking at pitching lines. (Britt, I need more notice I’m blogging!!)

    Second, Borowski. Thirty-six saves, yes, but seven blown, 3.75 ERA in a pitcher’s park (which Jacobs isn’t) AS A CLOSER and 4.5 walks per 9. I’ll grant Britt it’s an improvement, but not enough. In a strong division, Cleveland is still too weak in the fundamentals and Sabathia is showing Punto-like durability. (By the way, he’s also responsible for the second-dumbest fashion trend of recent years, the cocked cap. All those guys look drunk to me, and I can only hope some shard of sunlight gets through the bill void and forces an error. Manny’s pants-to-the-cleats is the worst trend, by the way–fully infecting youth baseball. Bring back stirrups!! Needless equipment, yes, misused, no.)

    As for Rincon, I will grant that he had as many holds last year as ’05, but opponents’ BA skied the last three years from .181 to .224 to .270! To a certain extent, this is a function of being moved out of late-inning situations, and he could, I suppose, be a long-innings guy if we need more of them this year. But I see reason to believe last year looked better than it really was, and project further decline. The bullpen deserves its kudos–my point is there’s subtle reason to suspect regression, not improvement.

    What can you guys tell me about this Slowey kid?

    Zellar

    I’ll wait until the end of this year to make up my mind about trading
    Morneau for Sizemore. Both of those guys took mind-blowing leaps last
    season, but if you haven’t already done so you should compare their
    lefty-righty splits when you get a chance. I think teams are going to
    exploit that a whole lot more than they did in ’06, particularly if
    the Indians are winning games.

    And I do have to agree with David about the cocked caps and the pants
    down around the heels.

    Robson

    Slowey is your classic Twins pitcher in that control, location and mixing speeds are far more important to his arsenal than dominating “stuff” or a supreme “out pitch.” Sometimes that works–Radke is the prototype, Bonser seems to be the current best example–and sometimes the margin of error is too thin and the hurler turns into Scott Baker. But the guy has posted good numbers wherever he’s gone, including spring training this year, and had a 7/1 K/BB ratio in the minors last year, so I put him alongside the more “talented” Garza and Perkins as potential life rafts when or if Ponson, Ortiz, or Silva blow up.

    Speaking of which, let’s end this particular exercise with a quick
    prediction on pitching the first time through the rotation. I say Santana has a typical early-season Santana start in the opener; a few early runs on mistakes and a borderline quality start that keeps Minnesota in the game. Bonser will be better than that; I really like his readiness thus far this year. Instead of one big inning, Ortiz will have two semi-big innings compelling Gardy to trudge to the mound before the 5th is over. Silva will be hammered by the White Sox with the odds of Thome jacking one out being at least 50-50. Ponson? One way or another, it will be memorable. If he survives the first two innings, I say he gives them a quality start and they lift him after 6. But that will come after Santana spins a gem, so the pen
    will be rested if he does explode.

    However it goes, it will be nice to be covering a team with competent
    management and a defining identity. People who know what they’re doing. If nothing else, you’ve got to give the Twins credit for that.

    Zellar

    Slowey is just a classic pitcher, period. What I’ve loved about this
    recent batch of young pitchers–the second wave, if you will, after
    guys like Durbin and Baker–is their composure and confidence.
    Bonser, Garza, Perkins, and Slowey all seem like guys the Twins could
    rush along the way the Tigers have rushed their own pitching prospects. They all appear to have the make-up to take their lumps and
    keep taking the ball and figuring things out.

    There may be nothing to it, but the Twins of recent vintage have
    tended to play uptight in front of big crowds, and I expect Santana
    will be pumped up and may take a few innings to settle in. I’ll wager
    his pitch count will be an issue by the fifth or sixth, but if the
    offense can get him some runs he’ll eke out a victory.

    Bonser’s got stones. I expect he’ll keep the Twins in the game and
    throw a quality start. Ortiz? Who knows? If he can keep the ball down
    and get ground balls, he’ll be ok. That’s a big if, though, and he
    could just as easily give up a batch of home runs and get chased from
    the game early. Silva? See Ortiz, but make that an even bigger if. And
    Ponson? Yes, Ponson will be interesting. He’s been talking like a guy
    who’s figured shit out and is ready to play the role of the crafty
    veteran, but there’s certainly nothing in his recent past to suggest
    that anybody but a fool would trust anything he says. I don’t expect
    that he’s going to look terribly dapper in a Twins uniform, at any
    rate, but dapper’s never really been in his bag of tricks.

    Brauer

    Ahh, Baker. I put him and Lohse in the same category–preemie rooks who came up and showed eye-catching stuff (I distinctly remember Lohse’s curves from his early appearances) only to prove mirages. But when you consider the other decent arms the Twins have farmed, it makes Terry Ryan seem that much more impressive.

    Also, Brad, great insight re: Sizemore and Morneau splits. I had no idea Grady was a putrid .214 against lefties. I’d say you managed to face me and Robson in one diablog!

    Opening series:
    Game 1: Santana v. Bedard. Great opener; great lefties. Love Bedard– not as much as Santana, but love his gas. He’s a slow starter, not as slow as Santana, but not that great on the road. Form would say high-scoring game, Santana goes six, O’s win.

    Game 2: Bonser v. Cabrera. Another O’s gas-master, with less control (but off-season eye surgery–their Troy Williamson). Another slow starter, but somehow the Twins struggle against crazy-wild guys, especially early. Isn’t it scary how much we’re depending on Boof? Will we get the late-season Boof for six solid innings? Heart pick here–Twins win.

    Game 3: Ortiz v. Wright. Ortiz has a better chance for Andersonian Healing than Sidney (who, sadly, won’t pitch against the O’s). Wright sucks. Ortiz goes five, Twins win.

    Game 4: Ponson v. White Sox TBA. It’s weird, but the Sox haven’t announced the starter for the *third* game of the season, so it’s hard to say who’ll be the opposing pitcher here in both teams’ game four. Ponson sucks against the Sox for his career, though, so I give him three innings and put the Twins at 2-2 here.

    BTW, Santana pitches in Game 5 (April 7) on national TV on Fox versus
    Contreras. Fun!

    According to the schedule, Silva won’t pitch until Wednesday, April 11
    against the Yanks at home. Silva was respectable last year at home and at night. But he didn’t last past four innings against the Yanks last year.

  • Sad News On The Eve Of Opening Day

    I just got word that Herb Carneal has died.

    I’m sure the basic information is up at the Star Tribune by now.

    I honestly don’t know what to say. Going back to my childhood the man’s voice has been a permanent fixture in my life, and he was always a model of modesty, decency, and dignity.

  • Don't Get Him Started

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    Show me a man who can’t trust, he used to say, and I’ll show you an untrustworthy man.

    It was lies that broke his spirit and drove him out of the arms of…what? America? The human community?

    The lies of culture and commerce, public and private lies, political lies –virulent dishonesty propagated by sociopaths, a strain so fierce and ubiquitous that you weren’t even safe inside your own skin.

    How could you not be infected? How could you really know anymore what was true, including and especially the words that tumbled around in your own head and rolled off your tongue?

    Somewhere deep in his childhood he’d concluded that trust was the only solid foundation on which his otherwise shaky identity rested or wobbled. Increasingly wobbled, but he had learned early that trust was sacred and hard to come by, and he’d never been able to just give it away. He had it, though, and it was precious to him.

    He had a hard time anymore sorting things out, but something had happened. Or somethings. Nothing all that out of the ordinary, yet there was no consolation for him in that; if anything, in fact, this realization just made it seem all the more tragic, that such huge violations of trust could become so commonplace that they could no longer be seen as the forces of destruction they were.

    It was perhaps this simple and this complicated: a basic trust is violated in some intimate human theater –a casual lie, for instance, an act of faithlessness or abandonment– and distrust, hand in hand with a possibly protective but nonetheless almost compulsive deceit, is incubated collaterally. The fracture snakes downward and outward, deeper and deeper all the time, like the roots of a huge tree. Something prosaically tragic like that, there was your Pandora’s Box.

  • The Three-Pointer: T-Minus Ten Games to Go

    Regular Season Game #72, Home Game #35: Miami 92, Minnesota 77

    1. The Fab Five Strike Again

    The Timberwolves were being blown off the court by the supposedly aged Miami Heat. In the space of 67 whirlwind seconds, the Heat had stolen passes, leaked out on Minnesota’s missed shots, and just generally hustled themselves into four layups, turning a three-point deficit into double digits in a blink, running the score to 10-21 with 3:26 to go in the first quarter. It was the latest shoulda-been embarrassment for the club that knows no shame.

    Trenton Hassell was the designated scapegoat, banished to the bench after that flurry, never to return. Never mind that point guard Jason Williams assisted on three of the hoops (not counting the two he dimed before the run) and scored the fourth, while Minnesota point guard Mike James was…where? Never mind that Ricky Davis was guarding either James Posey, who had four points (two of those leak-out layups were his) and one assist, or Eddie Jones, who had six points at the time (Hassell had the other one in non-zone situations). This isn’t to defend Hassell, who played like crap, but did manage to have two points (and a pair of missed FTs) and an assist, plus a rebound and a turnover. James? He went scoreless–not just in the first quarter, but in the entire 19:22 *he* was allowed to play–but had two assists and zero turnovers at the time Hassell was benched. And Davis had zero points, zero assists and a turnover at that 3:26 mark when Trenton was banished.

    Asked after the game if the flurry was why Hassell didn’t return, coach Randy Wittman, without mentioning Hassell, said, “Those four guys I just mentioned came in and gave me effort. Those are the guys who were going to play.”

    Ah, those aforementioned four guys Wittman called out by name–Jaric, Foye, Smith, and McCants–who teamed with KG. *That* lineup: the one that won the game against Indiana in the 4th period and has been used only in high-substitution situations or garbage time, at best, ever since. The lineup that is so obviously meshes best in the present while building for the future, to the point that Wittman’s aversion to it has led to the suspicion that this squad is tanking games to ensure they keep their draft pick. That Fab Five did eventually play together–with 9:31 to play in the second period, a good six minutes after Hassell was given the hook.

    Here’s the way Wittman got to that five: Jaric for Hassell with 3:26 to go in the first. Foye for James, and Smith for KG, with 1:33 to go. End of first period with Minnesota down 11, 14-25. Then, after Antoine Walker hit a six-foot bunny, Posey glided in for another layup, repeated it for a reverse layup, followed by a Udonis Haslem slam, all within the first 2:22 of the second period, Randy Wittman decided to use his most effective lineup down 16-33 with 9:31 to play in the half. He subbed in McCants for Davis, and KG for Mark Blount.

    Boom. McCants drove for a layup. Garnett fouled Mourning, who hit both free throws, but then KG nailed a 17-footer, stole a pass from Walker and fed Foye for a layup as he was fouled (Randy completed the three point play), and McCants blocked Mourning’s shot. A slightly nervous Pat Riley subbed Shaq back for Zo and Eddie Jones in for Posey, which didn’t prevent KG from nailing a 21-footer off a feed from Smith; Garnett making another steal off a Haslem pass and eventually hitting another long J on an assist from Foye, and then, to top it off, Garnett barreling down the floor and just before he was about to go up dumping it back to a roaring Smith, who tomahawked home a slam dunk. That’s a 13-2 run, folks, cutting the lead to six, and although the Heat quickly doubled it on successive treys by Williams and Jones, the tenor of the game had changed from the absurd blowout that was brewing before the Fab Five were allowed to reunite.

    Miami’s lead was 10 when Mark Madsen replaced Smith with 3:47 to go in the half, followed a minute and a second later by Davis replacing McCants, and 59 second after that by Blount subbing in for KG. We wouldn’t see that lineup again. Oh well: Wittman said those guys who gave effort were going to play–he didn’t say they were going to play together. Because you can’t have *too* much effort in one place when your personnel guy has fumbled away a draft pick if you play too well. Miami won going away, 77-92, making Minnesota a net -195 versus their opponents over the course of 17,388 minutes thus far this season. Because the Fab Five got to play a whole 5:44 together tonight and were a +7, that makes them a +46 in 64 total minutes of play this season. That works out to a 34 and a half point win per 48 minutes of play. And, not incidentally, it unites and energizes the team’s superstar by playing him alongside the team’s top three draft picks from the past two years, and a complementary player already signed through 2011.

    When it was noted after the game that this Fab Five seems to have a nice rhythm and flow going whenever they do get the chance to play together, Garnett replied, “They do have a nice flow but if it ain’t on the floor, I have to flow with what’s out there. It is more of an energy group. They are agressive, they play with a lot of energy and a lot of confidence.” And KG, who had 22 points and 20 rebounds in the 15-point loss, mostly had to “flow” with the likes of Blount (33:02, 4 rebounds, -18), Davis (35:14, 5 turnovers, -22).

    2. Tick Tock

    Coupled with the Clippers win, the loss to Miami puts the Wolves five games behind the 8th and final playoff spot with 10 games left to play. Minutes for Foye: 28:38. For McCants: 15:14. For Smith: 14:31.

    3. Talk Amongst Yourselves, or Chime In On the Diamond Diablog

    There will not be a trey following the Wolves-Orlando game on Sunday. Instead, I will post a “diablog” between myself, David Brauer (former sports columnist for the Twin Cities Reader among many other things), and Brad Zellar (the author of the baseball blog Warning Track Power at this rakemag.com site) about the upcoming Twins season on Monday morning. Use the comments section vent and wax eloquent about tonight’s game and the Orlando tilt. Rest assured I’ll be posting Three-Pointers on most of the rest of the Wolves games this season, and into the NBA Playoffs. But this blog has a sort-of generic name for a reason: I’ll be posting about the Twins as well during their season, and if the response is good, may just keep it going until the suddenly coveted NBA draft and beyond.

  • Par the Purloiner

    Look, this has to stop. There are bigger issues out there. This US Attorneys things is starting to feel like the Oak Island Mystery, where every time you break through one layer of cover you dig a bit further and hit another. Now there’s this squirrely GSA business. (Thematic linkage: Throat-slitting partisan careerists politicizing every branch of government.)

    But here in Minnesota we’ve got Par Ridder and the Star Tribune giving and giving and giving. Or maybe, “taking”, in this most recent case.

    So Ridder, who preached all that spirit-raising teamwork and loyalty stuff at the Pioneer Press before getting a better offer from the evil enemy, (the Star Tribune), and jumping ship without so much as a teary cookies-and-cake farewell, seems to have walked off with a computer full of Pioneer Press secrets*. (*What secrets? Like how to cover high school football in Wisconsin?) The PiPress got the hardware back, but claims to be concerned about hush-hush stuff Ridder could have downloaded.

    Obviously all that is goofy enough. Standard procedure in these matters would seem to be that you divest yourself of any and all proprietary information along with the executive men’s room key. But maybe Ridder just forgot. If he did, you’d think he’d simply say so — or tell his own newsroom before it got printed in the mousey rival paper and slapped on Romenesko, (all while most of Ridder’s peers/newspaper bigwigs are gathered together in D.C. for the American Society of Newspaper Editors … you gotta imagine the jokes going around that place).

    I don’t know which part of the story I like best. The part where one of the guys the PiPress assigns to retrieve the computer ends up taking a job from Ridder — kind of like those Cuban baseball players who defect once they get two feet out of Castro’s waters — or the part where Ridder, a crack newsman don’t you know, didn’t bother to give his own reporters a heads-up that they were going to get scooped on what people in the newspaper business call an obvious “talker”.

    I mean, this is so inept someone ought to check and see if Alberto Gonzalez is running the Strib.

    As of 3 pm Friday the Strib still hadn’t put anything on the story up on its site. Nothing. Not even a half-credible glop of official-speak. Not even something on the order of, “Computer? What computer? I’ll ask my driver if he’s seen a computer.”

    Word was that reporter Matt McKinney had been handed the assignment.

  • A Pointless Exercise, Uncompleted

    To me, one of the great mysteries of 2006 was how Joe Mauer, a guy who had an on base percentage of .429, somehow managed to avoid scoring or driving in 100 runs. Three guys who hit behind him combined for 337 RBI (Morneau: 130; Cuddyer: 109; and Hunter: 98). Mauer had 86 runs scored and 84 RBI. You’d have to assume that he was on base a good deal of the time when Morneau, Cuddyer, and Hunter were at the plate, and also that some of their RBIs were available to him when he was at bat.

    The stats say that Mauer hit .367 with runners on, .360 with runners in scoring position, and .408 with runners in scoring position and two out. Those are some pretty astonishing numbers, and make it even more difficult to explain his run production.

    Over the winter I was determined to go through every 2006 game to see if I could figure out who exactly crossed the plate on every run-producing play. In other words, who scored those 130 runs that Morneau drove in?

    I kept getting sidetracked on this project –it was an extremely slow process– and didn’t end up getting very far. In the early going, at least, it was all very random, and the runs were pretty evenly distributed up and down the line-up, but that was when I was working with April’s games and the Twins weren’t scoring a whole lot of runs.

    I’m still curious. Maybe somebody else has done this, or does it every year. Maybe this information is available somewhere. Anybody know?

    Here’s some other
    random stuff that helps to put last year’s remarkable production in context:

    In 2005 the Twins didn’t have a single player with 100 runs batted in or scored. It was even worse than that: the Twins finished that season 13th in the AL in runs, and didn’t even have a single player with eighty runs or RBI.

    In 2004 it was pretty much the same story –not a single player with 100 runs or RBI. Lew Ford, of all people, led the team with 89 runs, and Torii Hunter was the club leader with 81 RBI.

    Before 2006 the last Twin to drive in 100 runs was Hunter, who finished with 102 in 2003.

    The last time Minnesota had a player score and drive in 100 runs was in 2001, when Corey Koskie pulled it off (100 runs, 103 RBI). Koskie’s 2001 season, in fact, was almost a mirror of Michael Cuddyer’s 2006. Koskie finished with a .276 BA, 37 doubles, and 26 home runs (and 118 strike outs and 68 walks). Here are Cuddyer’s numbers from last year: 102 R, 109 RBI, .284 BA, 41 doubles, 24 HR, 130 Ks, and 62 walks.

  • The Difference

    One could not ask for a clearer distinction between what newspapers should be and what they are becoming than today’s paper editions of the New York Times and the Star Tribune.

    The featured photos on the front page of The Times were a series of three which perfectly illustrated the frustration that is Iraq. A Sunni grandmother who had been threatened by Shiite men was shielded by American and Kurdish soldiers, and the Shiites were arrested and taken away by the Americans. The third photo was of the woman’s granddaughters crying because their grandmother had just been shot dead by Shiites after the Americans left. (Here is the entire NY Times slideshow.)

    The front page of the Strib featured a large movie still of the execrable Will Farrell in his latest assault on the intelligence of America, and a heart tugger of a man who wants to keep the memory of Jackie Robinson alive 60 years after he integrated Major League baseball.

    Both front pages made me ill.

  • The Weekend Is All about the Music

    MUSIC
    Good Old Boys

    TNSimage.jpgI don’t know why most cover bands try so hard to make each song sound like the original recording. In my book, the whole point of covering a song is to make it yours, to add your own touches and stylings in an effort to pay homage to the song. This is precisely what The New Standards do with the songs they cover. I’d even venture to say that many of them sound better than their original counterparts (but don’t let anyone know I said that). With raw, simple instrumentation and a lot of attention to the vocals, The New Standards offer up a wide array of 20th century mellow jazz in a beautifully adept manner. These boys have been around the block a bit, and anyone with an inkling of knowledge of the local music scene here should know them well — John Munson (of Trip Shakespeare and Semisonic fame), Chan Poling (founder of the haute-punk new-wave group The Suburbs), and Steve Roehm, vibraphonist extraordinaire. Roehm actually plays with such ease, and such skill, he’s almost worth the show alone.

    Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., Dakota Jazz Club & Restaurant, 1010 Nicollet, Downtown Minneapolis, 612-332-1010, $15.

    Listen to The New Standards.

    ScofieldGood copy.jpgAnd the Dakota’s not stopping there. On Sunday, you can go see John Scofield, one of the “big three” of current jazz guitarists. Scofield doles out jazz improv, somewhere between post-bop, fusion, and soul jazz.

    Sunday at 7 p.m. and 10 p.m., Dakota Jazz Club & Restaurant, 1010 Nicollet, Downtown Minneapolis, 612-332-1010, $35 & $25.

    Watch and listen to John Scofield.

    Touch Two Torches Together

    debbie.jpgWhy settle for one? This fire is going to burn bright tonight. For the first time ever, Debbie Duncan and Carole Martin will share the stage. Two local icons come together for what promises to be a soulful, romantic, or even gut-wrenching evening — whatever you’re looking for. Gaze into your lover’s eyes as Martin lulls you with her torch songs. Weep from your inner-most recesses as Duncan pelts you with her Gospel-trained vocals. The two know how to put on a pretty good show, alone. I can only assume the best.

    Friday and Saturday at 9 p.m., The Artists’ Quarter, 408 St Peter Street, St.Paul, 651-292-1359, $10.

    Download Debbie Duncan songs.
    Download Carole Martin songs.

    Yes, More Jazz Still

    docseverinson_168x200.jpg“Heeeeere’s Johnny!” I can’t fail to mention Doc Severinsen’s final concerts with the Minnesota Orchestra this weekend. Prior to serving as the Minnesota Orchestra’s Principal Pops conductor for the last 14 seasons, this man was solely responsible for that signature trumpet blast following Johnny Carson’s introduction on the Tonight Show for decades — and he happens to be a pretty darn good trumpet player and composer despite that. In his last hurrah, Severinsen will be presenting hits from the golden age of big bands and American popular song — hits by George and Ira Gershwin, Irving Berlin, Rodgers and Hammerstein — everything from jazz to film scores to Broadway musicals. Vocalists Lynn Roberts and Joe Wolverton will accompany him, along with percussionist Ed Shaughnessy, (Severinsen’s long-time drummer on the Tonight Show) and the Minnesota Chorale. After the show, there’s a champagne toast to Doc Severinsen in the lobby.

    Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., Sunday at 2 p.m., Orchestra Hall, Minneapolis, 612-371-5656, $20.25-$49.25.

    Listen to Doc Severinsen.

    Fiddles, Banjos, Mandolins, More

    Roe copy.jpgForget St. Patty’s Day. You really want to celebrate those Irish-Scott roots (or those African ones)? Head on over to the Uptown Bluegrass Festival at the Suburban World Theater. Get a little O, Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack of your own — or something like it — with the Roe Family Singers, Pert Near Sandstone, High 48s, Hobo Nephews of Uncle Frank, Floor Birds, Free Range Pickin’, and the Sans Souci Quartet. Yes, you can see some of these bands in town on a fairly regular basis (The Roe Family Singers play every Monday at the 331 Club), but this is a great weekend to get a full sampling of the local bluegrass scene. Plus, you can get there early for an open jam (Friday 4-7 p.m., Saturday 2-7 p.m.). Bring your instruments.

    Saturday at 8 p.m., Suburban World Theatre, 3022 Hennepin Avenue
    Minneapolis, 612-822-9000, $12.50, both days for $17.50.

    Listen to Roe Family Singers.
    Listen to Pert Near Sandstone.

    One in Spirit

    The Twin Cities Gay Men’s Chorus will be performing this weekend at the Ted Mann Concert Hall, following the Faces of Faith conference. All faiths are welcome.

    Friday and Saturday at 8:00 p.m., Ted Mann Concert Hall, 2128 4th Street S., Minneapolis, 612-624-2345, $19-$39.

    OPERA
    Last Chance for Seduction

    DonJuan.jpgThis is the last weekend to see Don Juan Giovanni, Jeune Lune’s postmodern mix of Mozart’s 1787 opera, Don Giovanni, and French playwright Moliere’s 1665 Don Juan — two works about the infamous European seducer. Actors and singers join together in a contemporary cross-country road trip that leads them to deeper questions of nature and morality — all on a relatively stark stage, with the Minneapolis skyline looming behind.

    Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., Sunday at 7 p.m., Theatre de la Jeune Lune, 105 North First Street, Minneapolis, 612-333-6200, $31.50 (group discounts available), students and seniors $26.50.

    Listen to a song from Don Juan Giovanni.

    OPERA
    Imperial India Hits Minnesota

    Lakme2.jpgSaturday is the premiere of The Minnesota Opera’s performance of Lakme, by Leo Delibes. Sung in French with English translations projected above the stage, Lakme tells the tale of ill-fated love and cultures colliding. Wait. Haven’t I seen this before? She dies, right? Oh, no. That was Romeo and Juliet — and it had nothing to do with the British Raj in India. This opera tells the story of Lakme, the daughter of a Brahmin priest, who falls hopelessly in love with the British officer Gerald during a time when the British were forcing many Hindus to practice their religion in secret — clearly not an environment well-suited to their union. Are you up for some tears, honor, and indignation? Go see it.

    Saturday at 7:30 p.m., Sunday at 2 p.m., Ordway Center for the Performing Arts, 345 Washington S., Saint Paul, Box office: 651-224-4222, Main: 651-282-3000, $70.50-$134.50.

    SHOPPING (FOR WEAPONRY)
    Bang Bang

    All this mellow music and love-story opera just not doing it for you? Get behind the barrel of a gun and let some steam off. (Did I really just say that?) Bill’s Gun Shop & Range is having its Spring Shooters Show this weekend. That’s right. You can come look at the guns on display, meet some of the factory reps, and even try their guns for free. All you have to do is buy the ammo, and the range use is free as well. Not enough incentive for you? How about shooting off a machine gun? Dang!

    Friday and Saturday 10 a.m. to 8 p.m., Sunday 10 a.m. to 5 p.m., Bill’s Gun Shop & Range, 4080 W. Broadway Ave., Robbinsdale 763-533-9594, Free.

    SOCIAL NETWORKING
    Twitter away Your Time Looking for a Fella

    Thanks to a friendly tip (which you’re all invited to send to cristina@rakemag.com) and a later Metroblogging Minneapolis post, we have an opportunity to make a new friend this weekend — maybe more. Here’s the deal. Have you heard of Twitter? It’s pretty basic — just an online community that allows you to send remote messages saying what you’re up to. OK. Well, a guy here in town, Least Dangerous Game, is using it to host a city-wide hide-and-seek game. This Saturday from noon to 4 p.m., he’ll be “hiding” somewhere in the Twin Cities. Using Twitter, he’ll offer clues as to where he can be found. The first person to find him will receive a prize. His friendship, perhaps? No, apparently, this week it’s going to be a $15 Target gift card — but you can probably work the whole friendship thing into the deal if you’re not too socially inept. Originally, he wasn’t even going to begin the game until at least 50 Twin Cities Twitterers became his friend through Twitter (like on myspace.com); but it looks like he’s going for a trial run nonetheless. If all goes well, and enough people are interested, he’ll keep doing it each week. So, if you’re already a Twitterer, go log in and make him your friend. If you’re not, you can register for a free account. It’s weird enough to merit a try. Savor the awkwardness a while.

    Saturday, noon-4 p.m., somewhere in the Twin Cities. (Is it still OK to call it that?)

    PedalPub.jpgAlso through Metroblogging Minneapolis, I discovered an interesting new “biking” event this weekend. The PedalPub is coming to town! That’s right, folks, you can finally drink, exercise, and socialize all at the same time. Yes, just like a kickball game, but on wheels. Come try it out this Saturday. Get a free ride on the PedalPub, free hot dogs, free sodas (as supplies last), and… give away your free image for their marketing purposes. There’s always a catch.

    Saturday from noon to 3 p.m., Father Hennepin Bluffs Park, at 6th Ave SE and Main Street (by the entrance of the Stone Arch Bridge), Free.

  • Hillary Cars

    Sir Edmund Hillary (I am sorry, did I miss something?) was once asked why, in the deepest sense, he risked his life to climb Mount Everest.
    “Because it was there,” he answered.

    I have a corollary when asked about certain cars to buy. Some cars are just waiting there for you to buy. Because certain models of cars can move moutains for peanuts by accepting a few basic modifications.

    Consider the lowly Dodge Neon, for example. Did you know that this lump of metal can be transformed for less than 10k into the world’s fastest beer run mobile? (You do not need a Lambo for this duty.)

    The Dodge Neon SRT-4 model with the ACR suspension package and Mopar Stage 3 upgrade puts out 300 HP and can beat most any car on the track–911s included (I’ve seen it). While you’ll fight a heavy dose of torque steer (mitigated by track handling package), you’ll also beat up on cars costing ten times more. I am talking about buying this car for 25k new with full warranty.

    Other cars include the John Cooper Works Mini Cooper (pricy but ab fab to drive insanely fast) the 2003 Mustang Cobra and the Volvo V70 TR-5 wagon. The Vovlo wagon, in particular, has a base HP rating of 236 HP–but easily accepts a chip from IPT that adds another 55 reliable HP. All these vehicles are available fully modded for less than 30 k.

    So buy one.

    Because they are there.

  • Redandnater: Shaming the Idiots

    I have a lot of guilty pleasures, probably more than innocent ones, but among the guiltiest is redandnater.com a local broadcast message board. It is a place where usually anonymous broadcast professionals, very disgruntled ex-broadcast professionals and some appalling idiots re-staff, re-program TV and radio stations and spare nothing in insulting the talent of well, uh, on-air talent and the twits who hired them.

    According to redandnater’s deep thinkers Joe Soucheray is mailing it in, Tom Barnard is a washed up hack/genius, John Hines, (based on his first day), is never going to cut it on talk radio, every sales manager on every local station is a putz and a bastard, so is every program director, (except KSTP’s former PD, Joe O’Brien, who is regularly proposed as the salvation for every programming screw-up the town has ever endured). It is also a place where “fecterated” (?) is an all-purpose slur.

    If you know anything at all about the characters getting torched on redandnater you are also convinced that radio and TV are doomed in the Twin Cities market … if even half of the board’s contributors are actually employed in the business … because they appear to be utterly clueless about what to do to invigorate either medium other than re-creating personalities and formats that were hot in the ’80s.

    Anyway … like every other unmoderated board, redandnater has been plagued by the usual wretched few who aren’t content just to sound profoundly stupid, but have to add a dollop of racism or porn-hound sexism for worse measure. So a few days ago, Eric Redlinger, the board’s co-creator/primary supervisor announced that he’d post the IP addresses of the worst offenders if they didn’t knock it off, pronto.

    Outed for racist stupidity!? On the internet!? It’s the fall of friggin’ Rome!

    Actually it’s more like one average guy’s stand for a little goddam civility. Maybe you can’t make people b e smart, but you sure can shame them out of transmitting their closeted phobias.

    “I posted one, today,” Redlinger told me when we chatted this afternoon.

    He says the board gets about 167 hits a day on 21 different topics. (Sample: “Tom Barnard’s Act Has Grown Old” — 46 posts.) And that in terms of cash flow, “We make very little, if none at all.”

    For a day job Redlinger runs a production house, RedCommunications.tv. But he did a term at KFAN until getting canned five years ago, pretty much simultaneous with starting up redandnater. (The “nater” half takes the very low profile. In fact, “he may or may not exist”, Redlinger seems to like to say.) Last year Clear Channel regional capo, Mick Anselmo, memorably ordered his staff to lay off redandnater, at least on company time. (Anselmo’s sales honchos, a few select program directors and Clear Channel in general take a constant, merciless beating).

    Redlinger’s personal guesstimate breakdown of knowledgeable broadcast professionals to blithering idiots is, “About 20/80, with the idiots leading the charge.” He believes his I’ll-post-your-IP threat has at least temporarily flushed out the most racist, sexist blitherers.

    “That crowd wants nothing to do with having their identity
    revealed in any way. I don’t like to do it. When we said we’d post everything and not censor anything, and we meant it. But when it gets as ugly and hurtful as some of that stuff was, it drives off the people you created the thing for, the people who want to exchange information or just gossip.”