Another Failed Transmission From A Lost Satellite

Would you have believed —could you have believed– a mere four months ago that we would be sitting where we are today? “We” in this instance, of course, meaning you, me, the Minnesota Twins, etc. I do not think we could or would have believed that, no. I still can’t believe it, quite honestly, even … Read more

All Aboard! And: Don't Make A Move

There’ll be two buses leaving the hotel for the park tomorrow. The two o’clock bus will be for those of you who need a little extra work. The empty bus will leave at five o’clock. –Dave Bristol, San Francisco Giants manager, 1980 I watched last night’s game in a motel room, with the sound on … Read more

Well…

That sort of felt like a punctuation mark, didn’t it? A big, loud, red, emphatic something right there in the middle of the schedule. I don’t know. Maybe the Twins will bounce back and have one of those sustained hot streaks they had so often in the last several years but which have resolutely eluded … Read more

The Spell Is Broken

Thanks for nothing, fellas. Thanks for ruining another Friday night. I suppose I should thank you, though, for the fond and lingering –well, maybe not so lingering; maybe swiftly evaporating– memories of that glorious three-game winning streak. FYI, for those who’ve inquired: I’ve had some pretty intense squabbles with Jumbo over the last week or … Read more

I've Done My Work

Let this be a lesson to all of you. A teachable moment, as they say in the corporate world, or at least as they used to say in the corporate world. Or in the sub-corporate world. An old boss once said it to me anyway, after I threatened to shove a Big Mike’s submarine sandwich … Read more

What?

What do you want from me? Answers? I’m out of answers, brothers and sisters. In fact, I’m completely out of questions. I’ve got a head full of nothing, and whatever nonsense or wisdom I might cough up isn’t going to be of any use to a baseball team that right now couldn’t find its way … Read more

Back Against the Wall Street

These days at the complicated intersection of Washington and Broadway, the downtrodden God-Bless-You gang works in shifts along the stoplight medians. There’s a steady stream of traffic, and the location offers proximity to plenty of bars, fast food, and, perhaps most conveniently, the Jug liquor store across the street. There’s a guy with a cardboard … Read more

Muddling Through

We have all been expelled from the Garden, but the ones who suffer most in exile are those who are still permitted to dream of perfection. –Stanley Kunitz, “Reflections” [assez] [assez dit] [pas assez bon] [pas suffisant] [de trop] [arrete!] [shhhhhhh…]