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!