Sunday, August 19, 2007

Strikeout Fishing at the Dome

Bert Blyleven: Oh, there's 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19 strikeouts on the scoreboard. Okay, everybody now!
Everyone: Oh, there's 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15-16-17-18-19 strikeouts on the scoreboard and they're comin' comin' comin', comin' comin' comin'.
Bert Blyleven: Mighty fine, good buddy, let's win this game now! Oh there's 19-18-17-16-15-14-13-12-11-10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 strikeouts on the scoreboard.
Dick Bremer: Okay, now let's go and count just the even numbered strikeouts. Oh, there's 2-4-6-8-10-12-14-16-18-19 strikeouts on the scoreboard. And they're comin' comin' comin', comin' comin' comin'.
Bert Blyleven: Sounds like you might have a record...I don't know.
Dick Bremer: Okay, since you're so smart, why don't you try counting in Roman numerals?
Bert Blyleven: Okay, I will. Oh, there's I-II-III-IV-V-VI-VII-VIII-IX-X-XI-XII-XIII-XIV-XV-XVI-XVII-XVIII-XIX strikeouts on the board and they're comin' comin' comin', comin' comin' comin'. Top that, will you!
Dick Bremer: I will now attempt to divide the strikeouts of the big game by pi. Oh, there's 3.141425679...11...million strikeouts on the scoreboard and they're comin' comin' comin', comin' comin' comin'...

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Uh.

The words of Gameday sum up the abnormality of the game...

"Defensive Substitution: Nick Punto replaces first baseman Justin Morneau."

Ignorance

The two best quotes from the people behind us at the game:

#1 - "Why do people keep turning their hats inside out!? Is it some new fad or something?"

#2 - (after a broken bat) "OH MY GOSH! Did he just throw his bat out onto the field!?"

Sunday, August 5, 2007

The Late Innings

In the late innings, I pulled out my phone to check the time. As Brian Buscher rounded first, I turned to my dad and said, "If we want to win this game, we need some Punto action. He ought to run for Buscher." And within milliseconds, Punto was trotting on the field. You just thought I was checking the time on my phone. Really, I was making a quick call to the dugout and my good friends Terry Ryan and Ron Jardinero.

Friday, August 3, 2007

The day we're waiting for

Come one, come all!
Leave your errors passed balls
Hit the pitches over the walls
Come one, come all!
Do well and do not fall
It's the day to make the call
Come and join the game of...

TWINS!

Once a year we win some games here
Once a year we turn the Dome upside down
Every batter's a king, every opponent's a clown
Once again it's Topsy Turvy Twins!

It's the day the hitter in us gets released!
It's a day we mock the foes and become a beast!
Ev'rything is topsy turvy at the Game of Champs!

Topsy turvy!
Everything is upsy daisy!
Topsy turvy!
Everyone is playing crazy!

Garza's gold and hits will suffice
That's the way on Topsy Turvy Day!

Topsy turvy!
Beat the Indians and hit them balls!
Topsy turvy!
Join the ranks and never stall!

Scurvy Indians are extra scurvy!
On the third of "Augustervy"
All because it's Topsy Turvy Day!

Come Twins, come team!
Hurry here's your chance
See the balls and the bats
Come one, come all!
See the finest pitcher in a trance!
Make an entrance to entrance!
Dance the Matt Garza Dance!

Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for
Here it is, you know exactly what's in store
Now it's the time we hit until our bats get sore
Now it's the time we crown the Wild Card Kings!

So make a play that's wonderful and frightening
Make a play as smooth as an eagle's wing
For the team taht's best will be the Wild Card Kings!
Why?

Topsy turvy!
Bad players, forget your mistakes!
Topsy turvy!
You could soon be what it takes!

Put your best players on display
Be the kings of Topsy Turvy Day!

Ev'rybody!
Once a year we win some games here
Once a year we turn the Dome upside down
Every batter's a king, every opponent's a clown
Once again it's Topsy Turvy Twins!

Once a year, the best will wear a crown
Boys, hit some nice ones
Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day
We've never had kings with these guns

And it's the day we do the things that we adore
On the other three hundred and sixty-four
Once a year we love to stop in
Where the hitting is never stopping
For the chance to just plain win
And pick the kings who'll put the "top in Topsy Turvy Day!

Mad and crazy, upsy-daisy, Topsy Turvy Day!