Posted at 8:57 AM on October 3, 2006
by Ben Tesch
It was announced yesterday that Santana was named AL Pitcher of the Month as he went 3-1 with a 1.78 ERA and 38 Ks over five starts, and Boof won AL Rookie of the Month after posting a 4-1 record and a 2.63 ERA in. This all bodes well for the division series against the A's, which starts today at noon, and has those two guys pitching the first two games at the Dome. Here's a preview.
I've now seen three preview/predictions, all of which have the Twins in 4 or 5. Care to state your prediction for the ALDS?
Posted at 2:32 PM on October 3, 2006
by Ben Tesch
Frank Thomas puts two daggers in the heart of Twins fans, as the A's win. Another valiant comeback effort, but that insurance homerun in the 9th did it. Reactions and analysis, anyone?
Posted at 6:05 PM on October 3, 2006
by David Zingler
11:30 am: The Metrodome is in its usual playoff form. There is sparse bunting and a “Division Series” logo painted near both foul lines. The most notable addition is the large “2006 Central Division Champions” banner hanging on the folded seats in right center next to the “baggie.” The curtain that covers much of the upper-deck in right field is gone. The retired numbers are now on relatively small, flat baseballs hanging on the facing of the upper deck just above the press box. Aside from the before-mentioned 2006 banner, there is nothing commemorating any of the Twins division, league or world championships.
11:35 am: In a clash of the titans, Twins bullpen catcher Aron Amundson triumphs over TV anchorman and former Twins farmhand Mike Pomeranz and TC the Bear in the pre-game softball homerun hitting contest. Amundson hits four balls into the left-centerfield seats from the second base area, Pomeranz two, TC just one.
12:11 pm: A’s leadoff hitter Jason Kendall strikes out to start the game and loses his bat in the process.
12:21 pm: American League batting champ Joe Mauer is greeted with raucous applause as he heads to the batter’s box for his first playoff at-bat. (He would ground out to second).
1:00 pm: As I head to relieve myself in the troth, I notice that the concession stand lines have all but clogged the Metrodome’s concourse.
1:02 pm: The are no lines in the men’s bathroom, so I get back in time to see Nick Punto drop a drag bunt and slide head-first into first base. The play is close, but he is out. Luis Castillo moves to second.
1:05 pm: Michael Cuddyer flies out to end the 4th, leaving Castillo stranded at third. The Twins still do not have a hit.
1:13 pm: Justin Morneau teases the listless Homer Hanky holders by lifting a fly ball to deep left-center. Unfortunately it lands in Mark Kotsay’s glove.
1:36 pm: Frank Thomas is nearly gunned out by Michael Cuddyer at first base after hitting what looked like a routine single to right. (Shouldn’t have made the “Big Hurt” angry.)
1:48 pm: With his circle machine in storage, Bert Blyleven sings the “Take me out to the Ballgame” with his arm around TC. (No f-bombs were dropped.)
2:03 pm: The day’s attendance is announced. 55,542 people cheer.
2:14 pm: “Big Hurt’s” second homerun ball is tossed back onto the field (his first was not). Too little too late.
2:41 pm: The humid concourse is jammed full of irate hometown fans. Defiant ushers guard the non-rotating doors. More than one person voices their displeasure about the unused doors. (Wonder who would do a thing like that).
2:54 pm: I’m on the Light Rail headed home.
Posted at 8:50 PM on October 3, 2006
by Josh Lee
This is probably the wrong time to bring it up, but Barry Zito's playoff blog makes for some entertaining reading:
[The Metrodome] is crazy, man. For whatever reason, they put a white roof on it. I guess nobody told them baseballs are white or something. We need to bring back those orange glow-in-the-dark balls we used to have growing up for games here.
For my money, Pat Neshek still has the best player's blog in the game, but Zito's enthusiastic rambling is a lot more fun than the usual post-game soundbites. I'm mostly impressed that they got this posted just a couple of hours after the game; if I had just spent the afternoon getting the home team to chase good, bad, and ugly pitches all over the place to nab an early series lead, it would be days before you could get anything more than "Wooooooo!!!" out of me.
I'd say that the blog almost makes me feel good for Zito, except that I'm still busy feeling miserable for the Twins.