Imagine: nice spring day at the ball park. Weather is gorgeous after a long cold winter.

 

People who haven't seen the inside of a gym for the better part of a decade decide it's a good day to take off their shirts.

 

EYEBLEACH!!

 

Hence the term "Bleachers"

Does bleaching one's eyes really work?

 

Never tried it. Am somewhat doubtful...

 

Why is Escobar DHing over Vargas?

Looks like Vargas played both games of the doubleheader yesterday. If that's the case, then I'm less upset about Escobar at the DH tonight

 

Does bleaching one's eyes really work?

Never tried it. Am somewhat doubtful...

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I understand the entire being a fan and not being negative. I get it, but I have been a fan for 20 years and you are living a pipe dream if you think Gibson gives us any shot when he is on the mound.

20 years? Settle down Jr.

 

Anyway, everyone around here is pretty aware of Gibson. It's a spot start, enjoy the ride and see where it goes. Stranger things have happened.

How come they're called the bleachers?

Wooden benches unprotected from the sun would take on a bleached look......hence, bleachers.

 

Wooden benches unprotected from the sun would take on a bleached look......hence, bleachers.

Being from the great white north, I'd expect that's the explanation you prefer....

 

Hi, Nelly here.

 

I'm hoping for a good outing, even tho' Gibby gives me Pelf-digestion. Urrrp...

 

Wooden benches unprotected from the sun would take on a bleached look......hence, bleachers.

That's not all that accurate. In the year of our lord 1797 in Croydon, Great Britain, Sir Reginald Wilberforce Bleecher was developing a sportsman's challenge that would entail the athlete to to leap over numerous planks of wood while running up hill.

 

Sir Bleecher mapped out this game and had a few of his comrades help him set up this obstacle course. Exhausted after completing this task, Sir Bleecher and his comrades retired for the evening.

 

The next day, when returning to the work site, to their amazement, a football game was taking place and the spectators were sitting on these wooden planks because the grass was wet from a rainfall in the early morning - hence the creation of the Bleecher and it's accidental invented purpose.

 

How come they're called the bleachers?

Something to do with being in the Sun, from what I remember.

I'm too lazy to Google it.......

How come they're called the bleachers?

 

After living next to Wrigley for so many years, that's just a post-game ritual you have perform when you sit there. Bleaching your a** and all the rest of ya--

 

Okay. How about this.

Joe M's.jpg

Love it

 

I understand the entire being a fan and not being negative. I get it, but I have been a fan for 20 years and you are living a pipe dream if you think Gibson gives us any shot when he is on the mound.

 

They are saying the same thing about Ubaldo on Orioles daily. 

I got not lazy:

 

How did bleachers get their name?
1540s, "one who bleaches," agent noun from bleach (v.). The "bench for spectators at a sports field" sense (usually bleachers) is attested since 1889, American English; so named because the boards were bleached by the sun.

 

You'd have to ask Chief what games they had bleachers back in the 1540's.

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Another day, another runner left in scoring position with nobody out.

 

Very generous strike one. There is that excuse.

This ump most have missed the memo where they are moving the strike zone up.

 

Hopefully Gibson can take advantage.

I understand the entire being a fan and not being negative. I get it, but I have been a fan for 20 years and you are living a pipe dream if you think Gibson gives us any shot when he is on the mound.

20 years? So you don't even know that there were once good times. That's rough.

 

You could take Gibson's name out of that sentence and insert just about any Twins starting pitcher since Johan left a decade ago.

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You are a better person than i.

 

And this sun shining down upon them makes sense.

I get it's Machado, but he's hitting .221.

Polanco's arm is just fine.

 

Can you pass this message to all your friends so I don't read about his arm issues anymore. 

 

That was a bullet for the final out of the 1st. 

 

OK, got out of the inning.

More strikes, fewer pitches that are so far away Eddie Rosario wouldn't swing at them.

 

I get it's Machado, but he's hitting .221.

 

He's hitting a lot of hard balls but they aren't falling in. So he's bound to heat up and the Twins pitching could do him wonders.

 

I get it's Machado, but he's hitting .221.

 

We are trying real hard to avoid him getting to .222 on our watch. 

Gibson looks like he's throwing his curve better than before. Slower, more overhand. But he's still yanking pitches he's trying to throw to the outside corner. Too far outside! Give hitters a reason to swing!

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He's hitting a lot of hard balls but they aren't falling in. So he's bound to heat up and the Twins pitching could do him wonders.

Had to LIKE it because of the snark.

Not that thrilled with the logic, valid as it might be.

 

You are a better person than i.

And this sun shining down upon them makes sense.

Yeah, but my explanation is more amusing. I might have taken some historical liberties, but what the heck?

 

Gibson looks like he's throwing his curve better than before. Slower, more overhand. But he's still yanking pitches he's trying to throw to the outside corner. Too far outside! Give hitters a reason to swing!

 

Yeah... there is more to location than location. 

 

 I might have taken some historical liberties, but what the heck?

 

Shhh Never admit to that sort of thing

 

That's not all that accurate. In the year of our lord 1797 in Croydon, Great Britain, Sir Reginald Wilberforce Bleecher was developing a sportsman's challenge that would entail the athlete to to leap over numerous planks of wood while running up hill.

 

Sir Bleecher mapped out this game and had a few of his comrades help him set up this obstacle course. Exhausted after completing this task, Sir Bleecher and his comrades retired for the evening.

 

The next day, when returning to the work site, to their amazement, a football game was taking place and the spectators were sitting on these wooden planks because the grass was wet from a rainfall in the early morning - hence the creation of the Bleecher and it's accidental invented purpose.

Apologies to Sir Bleecher but you got it all wrong. You see they used to play these games in sheep pastures and as anyone who has ever stepped in sheep turds knows sheep bleat. So one day they had this pick up game going and all these sheep were standing on these boards watching 'cause, you know, sheep get tired of stepping in sheep turds, too when Old Man Ruth (Babe's dad) got a hold of a 3-0 fastball and hit it into a cornfield somewhere near Lackawanna, which is a city that has everything it wants except wannas. Anyway, the mighty blow so impressed the sheep that they all bleated simultaneously, startling everyone in the grandstand. So one drunk says to his buddy, "Where did that godawful noise come from?" And his equally drunk buddy said, "Over there. From those bleaters." Only being drunk his speech was slurred so the first drunk, whose hearing was slurred, thought he said "bleachers". And so they were christened. The boards, not the sheep.

 

Now if you want to talk about grandstands...

 

 

 

 

Apologies to Sir Bleecher but you got it all wrong. You see they used to play these games in sheep pastures and as anyone who has ever stepped in sheep turds knows sheep bleat. So one day they had this pick up game going and all these sheep were standing on these boards watching 'cause, you know, sheep get tired of stepping in sheep turds, too when Old Man Ruth (Babe's dad) got a hold of a 3-0 fastball and hit it into a cornfield somewhere near Lackawanna, which is a city that has everything it wants except wannas. Anyway, the mighty blow so impressed the sheep that they all bleated simultaneously, startling everyone in the grandstand. So one drunk says to his buddy, "Where did that godawful noise come from?" And his equally drunk buddy said, "Over there. From those bleaters." Only being drunk his speech was slurred so the first drunk, whose hearing was slurred, thought he said "bleachers". And so they were christened. The boards, not the sheep.

 

Now if you want to talk about grandstands...

You need a hobby.

Kinda irritated by Dozier's defense this year