And God said, Let the frozen waters from the heaven be melted unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so.
And God called the dry land Target Field; and the grouping together of the opponents he called Twins: and God saw that they weren’t so good.
And God said, Let Harvey bring […]
OK, not quite … but it sure felt that way.
I would love to get an up-close look at Target Field, which I’ve seen praised as a wonderful park and the anti-Citi for its generous portions of Twinsiana. And one day I will. But tonight I was happy to be 1,200 miles away huddled on a […]
I’ll never forget, we used to play a lot of ball out in the front yard, and my mother would say, “You’re tearing up the grass and digging holes in the front yard.”
And my father would say, “We’re not raising grass here, we’re raising boys.”
—Harmon Killebrew, Cooperstown, 1984
Early in my beverage magazine days, […]
Well, we will do that, but not quite yet. (I think I just interrupted an interruption.) First, let’s go back to last night.
Bases loaded, one out in the sixth, Tigers up 6-5, David Wright at the plate, and I was sure the Mets were about to at least tie the game and likely take the […]