As you probably know, the Twins will face the White Sox tomorrow night to determine the 2008 AL Central Division Champions.
I'm not going to say too much about it, because there really isn't much to say.
It's a must-win playoff ballgame.
The part that appeals to me is the fact that the Twins club is so young. The only players that have any playoff experience (that will play tomorrow) are Joe Mauer, Justin Morneau, Nick Punto and (hopefully) Joe Nathan. The White Sox, on the other hand, are full of players that played on their World Series team.
That puts all the pressure on the White Sox.
I'll be cheering hard, but I never expected the team to be in this situation before the season started. Regardless of how tomorrow night turns out, the year will be considered a sucess.
And yes, until they play the Twins again, I will be cheering for the Brewers. How good is CC Sabathia anyway? It's just too bad that he'll end up in New York, L.A or Boston next year.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
It's time
How long has it been anyway? A few weeks for sure. If only I had time to talk about everything that has happened since I last posted.
How about them Twins? The White Sox series was unlike anything I'd experienced before. I have been to a handful of playoff games; the game on Wednesday night was crazier. I've never seen fan emotion at that level. What's even more shocking, Thursday night was worse! Between triples, the bullpen and the comeback, I could barely stand to watch. And when it was all said and done, the Twins were in first... not entirely in control of their own destiny, but in first, nonetheless. And then the Royals came to town.
It's frustrating. I almost bought a "33 for MVP" shirt or two, but I'm glad I didn't. My gut feeling says that even up a half game, with only one day left, the Twins aren't going to see the Divisional Series. I'm hoping Baker can get a win and make it full game lead and see what the White Sox can do.
Neither team has been very good this weekend, but let's hope for better results tomorrow... with or without the Indians putting Cliff Lee on the hill.
In other news...
The local football squad is 5-0. We're a good team. If the time comes, I'll call us great. At this point, we're just good. Our conference isn't very good, so it's tough to gauge. I think we'll go into the final game of the regular season with a chance to win our conference and have to play a tough game. I want to play a good, tough, close game. That will teach our guys a lot heading into the playoffs. At this point, games where we win by 20+ points don't help too much.
Little Marin news: She woke up the other night at 3 AM and was whispering, "Daddy, Daddy" into the monitor. LeAnne was away for the night, so I went up to see what was wrong. She was standing in her crib and told me she had a bad dream. I picked her up and asked her if she wanted to lay in bed with me. Her response was great, "Watch baseball?" Unfortunately, there was no baseball on, so I had to lay her back down... but if she's able to use that line at the right time... it just might work.
Little Cade news: The little guy isn't real little anymore. During his last check-up, he was in the 95th percentile for both height and weight for his age. I'm not going to put any undue pressure on him, but if he's not 6-3, 215 by the time he's a junior in high school, how the heck is he going to be a good quarterback? I'm just playing. He can do whatever he wants... as long as it's not marching band. If the boy wants supper, he won't be in the marching band.
A Jerm Talk First: Tonight I went down to a local establishment to watch a band in which a friend of mine performs. At one point a cop happened to enter the facility. Apparently, the establishment had not been carding people and was getting a warning. Out of money, I offered to sit by the door and check ID's. A few hours and many free drinks later, everything had seemed to work itself out. All I really wanted was a shirt. Seriously though, at 5-10, 180 what am I going to do?
Have a good night. Check back for something about the Twins - good or bad!
How about them Twins? The White Sox series was unlike anything I'd experienced before. I have been to a handful of playoff games; the game on Wednesday night was crazier. I've never seen fan emotion at that level. What's even more shocking, Thursday night was worse! Between triples, the bullpen and the comeback, I could barely stand to watch. And when it was all said and done, the Twins were in first... not entirely in control of their own destiny, but in first, nonetheless. And then the Royals came to town.
It's frustrating. I almost bought a "33 for MVP" shirt or two, but I'm glad I didn't. My gut feeling says that even up a half game, with only one day left, the Twins aren't going to see the Divisional Series. I'm hoping Baker can get a win and make it full game lead and see what the White Sox can do.
Neither team has been very good this weekend, but let's hope for better results tomorrow... with or without the Indians putting Cliff Lee on the hill.
In other news...
The local football squad is 5-0. We're a good team. If the time comes, I'll call us great. At this point, we're just good. Our conference isn't very good, so it's tough to gauge. I think we'll go into the final game of the regular season with a chance to win our conference and have to play a tough game. I want to play a good, tough, close game. That will teach our guys a lot heading into the playoffs. At this point, games where we win by 20+ points don't help too much.
Little Marin news: She woke up the other night at 3 AM and was whispering, "Daddy, Daddy" into the monitor. LeAnne was away for the night, so I went up to see what was wrong. She was standing in her crib and told me she had a bad dream. I picked her up and asked her if she wanted to lay in bed with me. Her response was great, "Watch baseball?" Unfortunately, there was no baseball on, so I had to lay her back down... but if she's able to use that line at the right time... it just might work.
Little Cade news: The little guy isn't real little anymore. During his last check-up, he was in the 95th percentile for both height and weight for his age. I'm not going to put any undue pressure on him, but if he's not 6-3, 215 by the time he's a junior in high school, how the heck is he going to be a good quarterback? I'm just playing. He can do whatever he wants... as long as it's not marching band. If the boy wants supper, he won't be in the marching band.
A Jerm Talk First: Tonight I went down to a local establishment to watch a band in which a friend of mine performs. At one point a cop happened to enter the facility. Apparently, the establishment had not been carding people and was getting a warning. Out of money, I offered to sit by the door and check ID's. A few hours and many free drinks later, everything had seemed to work itself out. All I really wanted was a shirt. Seriously though, at 5-10, 180 what am I going to do?
Have a good night. Check back for something about the Twins - good or bad!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
A new post!
It's been almost two weeks since my last post. I've thought a lot about getting on here, I just haven't had the chance. You see, most websites are blocked at school, so that really limits my blogging from there. When I get home from football, it's usually after six... and by the time the kids go to bed, I'm too tired to think, let alone write anything productive.
The local football squad improved to 2-0. We start conference tomorrow night. We've played pretty well... better than in the past, but not well enough to fulfill our (and others) expectations. We have a strong group of 18 seniors, so if there is going to be a year to win some games, it better be this one.
The Twins have been hot and cold, and currently sit at 1.5 games behind the White Sox. The White Sox couldn't do much more to help the Twins: Carlos Quentin broke his wrist, Paul Konerko got hurt... it's just the bullpen isn't pulling its weight and because of that, the team is spinning their tires. My gut feeling says the Twins will be on the outside looking in, but then again, what does my gut really know?
The kids are doing good. Cade is getting big. The doctor said he's in the 95th percentile for both height and weight. He's at something like 14.5 lbs and 25 inches. He's making gains on Marin in a hurry. Marin continues to be a goofball... but she says the most adorable things. In response to "I love you", she'll often say "Love you too much". I get a kick out of it everytime I hear it. It's little things like that that make me wish she'd stay this age forever. That and things like her not being able to make the "f" sound. So she hurt her "soot", or she ate her "sood", or daddy is coaching "sootball".
Oh, in my fantasy world I was 2-2 opening week. I can handle that, but I expect better. I also didn't fair great on my picks of the games. Of course, I expect to pick every game right, so a couple wrong irritates me.
Anyhow, I'm going to leave it at that. Thanks for stopping by. If you're looking to listen to some new, local music, check out www.myspace.com/davidjamesstewart. It's a friend of mine who is pretty good.
Until I write again, have a good one!
The local football squad improved to 2-0. We start conference tomorrow night. We've played pretty well... better than in the past, but not well enough to fulfill our (and others) expectations. We have a strong group of 18 seniors, so if there is going to be a year to win some games, it better be this one.
The Twins have been hot and cold, and currently sit at 1.5 games behind the White Sox. The White Sox couldn't do much more to help the Twins: Carlos Quentin broke his wrist, Paul Konerko got hurt... it's just the bullpen isn't pulling its weight and because of that, the team is spinning their tires. My gut feeling says the Twins will be on the outside looking in, but then again, what does my gut really know?
The kids are doing good. Cade is getting big. The doctor said he's in the 95th percentile for both height and weight. He's at something like 14.5 lbs and 25 inches. He's making gains on Marin in a hurry. Marin continues to be a goofball... but she says the most adorable things. In response to "I love you", she'll often say "Love you too much". I get a kick out of it everytime I hear it. It's little things like that that make me wish she'd stay this age forever. That and things like her not being able to make the "f" sound. So she hurt her "soot", or she ate her "sood", or daddy is coaching "sootball".
Oh, in my fantasy world I was 2-2 opening week. I can handle that, but I expect better. I also didn't fair great on my picks of the games. Of course, I expect to pick every game right, so a couple wrong irritates me.
Anyhow, I'm going to leave it at that. Thanks for stopping by. If you're looking to listen to some new, local music, check out www.myspace.com/davidjamesstewart. It's a friend of mine who is pretty good.
Until I write again, have a good one!
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