Gameday Thread: Twins @ O's
Minnesota Twins at Baltimore Orioles, Sep 12, 2008 7:05 PM EDT
The Twins are still in the playoff race, 1 game behind the White Sox in the Central and 5.5 behind the Red Sox in the Wild Card. The O's are one loss away from securing another non-winning season.
We're currently in a rain delay, and last I checked Tom Davis was interviewing Brooks Robinson as the delay programming. Brooks is talking about his grandkids. He has 10! You gotta admit, he's probably one cool Grandpa.
From what I can tell through my bedroom window it's not currently raining, so maybe the game will get started soon. Try not to get too excited.
P.S. I tried to put in the game preview but for some reason it's giving tomorrows. So screw it.
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Not raining too much down here either.
It was drizzling through work though.
The stock market will never recover, our armies will never again be #1, and our children will drink filthy water for the rest of their lives - HST
been raining for hours in new york
with little sign of stopping.
why can’t it rain on tuesdays instead?
And who are the two people who gave D. Cabrera an "A" in the side bar poll?
Justify yourself!
Wolf, wolf, wolf.
Rain Check.
I had $1 tickets for the early Sunday A’s game, which was also rained out, and was told I could swap them for any game. It was very convenient.
Looks like the Nats/marlins game is the only thing going in the MLB tonight. on my TV anyway.
1933 was a bad year
by Senatorrosewater on Sep 12, 2008 9:15 PM EDT reply actions
This game won't get cancelled
The Twins are in contention and shaving a game off their schedule would not work.
My best game plan is to sit on the bench and call out specific instructions like 'C'mon Boog,' 'Get ahold of one, Frank,' or 'Let's go, Brooks.' -Earl Weaver
WOO HOO
It rained cats and dogs tonight in Baltimore. Every time we tried to leave the bar it would start pouring. so we’d order another drink and it would stop. repeat cycle. that led to a lot of drinks and eventually just walking home in the rain. girl in the bar kept talking about the twins while her boyfriend pointed at her shirt and we thought she was talking about her boobs but turns out her shirt was a minnny twins shirt. oops.
[Guthrie's] president of my heart. ~PhilR8
Whoa, I think I can safely say we're all disappointed that you didn't record this action with your cell phone-camera and share....
Then we could say Hey Christen— getta load o’ THESE! Y’know, shame her and 26 into coming back or something. Stalking isn’t as much fun as it’s cracked up to be, especially when the stalkee(s) just refuse to commit. As a serious degenerate, I have some pride too, y’know.
Moving right along, somehow the Sawx played through their continuous drizzle, risking pneumonia for the sake of a W, which they got when the recently scalding Jays thought better of it and decided not to participate, allowing the fearsome Tim Wakefield to do a successful Hoyt Wilhelm imitation. [And speaking of guys whose, um, modest talent remains mystifying: ex-O Jamie Moyer, now 72 (or something) just won another game— 244, I think— throwing 82 mph fastballs and change-ups that somehow make it to the plate above ground. No reason he can’t win 300, esp. playing in the NPL, and go to the Hall— except that he may die, of course, before induction. But you gotta hand it to the guy.]
Make-up double headers comin’ in the windows today. It’s the Boris Badinoff nemises, Moose and Skwirrel— er, Moose and Sid— going for the Yerks, as Never Say Die Moose never says die again (Hey Mike— Moyer’s won 20 twice, buddy) and Sid attempts to wangle an invitation to spring training. Up in Fuddway, somebody’s Colon takes the mound— not going up against somebody else’s injured Wang, alas— so the Jays have a pretty good chance to sweep. Annoying Pedroyer (bet you didn’t know that’s his actual first name) now leads the league in doubles as well as douchebaguery. Which reminds me: How can some Sawk not lead the league in doubles, with that interesting innovation of 1911 architecture, a large green Doubles Wall immediately behind shortstop?
We’ve got Daniel, still trying to right himself— his life will be spent still trying to right himself, I think— and Olson shooting for a pretty rare feat: a season with double figure wins and an ERA over 7. Wow…
Go O’s!
"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning." Churchill,1942-- a rebuilding year.
Dollars to doughnuts Pedroyer's hero is Pete Rose-- and his favorite play is the cheap shot on Ray Fosse. Gr-r-r-r-r!
Remember the Trek episode where Kirk is split into two versions, an aggressive Kirk and a wimpy Kirk? Welp, Pedroyer and Fahey are actually the same guy, see, and Brandon got the short end of the bat (except for the hair). Maybe if we steal Pedroyer’s mojo and inject Fahey…
"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning." Churchill,1942-- a rebuilding year.
giving up runs in the first inning...
’08 Orioles.
daniel cabrea stinks like picked steamed crabs after two days in the garbage
Yes, I should say that, which, I should say that.
yeah, sort of watching the game,
I’m doing other things but I have the game on in the background.
Wolf, wolf, wolf.
I'll make a gamethread if you want
My best game plan is to sit on the bench and call out specific instructions like 'C'mon Boog,' 'Get ahold of one, Frank,' or 'Let's go, Brooks.' -Earl Weaver
I think I'll just put something quick up
My best game plan is to sit on the bench and call out specific instructions like 'C'mon Boog,' 'Get ahold of one, Frank,' or 'Let's go, Brooks.' -Earl Weaver
i think this thread will do fine
if I decide to curse into blogsphere because of daniel cabrera, but free free to put up a gameday thread.
Wolf, wolf, wolf.
Too late
But if there is no one here tonight then the thread that I just posted may serve as the place to post for both games.
My best game plan is to sit on the bench and call out specific instructions like 'C'mon Boog,' 'Get ahold of one, Frank,' or 'Let's go, Brooks.' -Earl Weaver
That's not so bad
Minnesota would gain ground on Boston in the wild card.



















