Blake

I think Gibson was doing what he had to survive the Angels lineup. That lineup is potent and for Gibson to keep the Angels in check, especially after keeping the Yankees lineup in check tells me my guarded optimism starting the year wasn't unwarranted.

Well, for me, it opened my eyes as to why Castro is the number 1 catcher. I have my doubts as to whether or not Garver's bat will make up for his shortcomings behind the plate. It is what it is and the Twins are winning, which is always a good thing.

I'm not sure what the problem is. I think my wife likes this new vacuum just fine....

Anyone else missing Mr. Castro yet? Garver has really opened my eyes as to how much difference it makes to have a competent catcher behind the plate.

Tomorrow should be a great matchup: Romero and Ohtani.

Seriously?

You and me both. Anyway, to me it seemed like Molitor screwed up when he walked Pujols and the only way to get to a weaker batter was to load the bases. One hit batter and the game is over.

Absolutely hated that move by Molitor. I don't care that it worked. I do care because I think Molitor is asking far too much of Hildenburger.

Unfortunately, no.

Random question: Why do Angels hitters seem to be allowed to wander around outside the batters box seemingly whenever and however long they want in the course of an at bat? As for Rosario, did he go for it because he knew he couldn't get back to the bag or did he think the ball got away from the Angels player?

Gibson did pretty well, considering the beachball crap was breaking up the rhythm he was getting in to.

Gibson is doing a pretty good job of managing the Angels lineup.

Hmm, decisions, decisions: Intentionally unintentionally walk Upton and take your chances with Mr. Pujols? Years past, bad idea. Not these days, however.

In a scene reminiscent of the confrontation between the Civil War ironclads, Monitor and Merrimack, I grabbed the Omarosa’s anchor and heaved it in a great parabola towards the Anemone. (I have freakish mid-section strength from a lifetime of kegels) We all watched as the anchor reached and then fell from its apex and plummeted into the Anemone with something akin to the force of the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs - leaving a gaping void in the flimsy hull the size of – well, a small boat anchor. The corrupted vessel quickly began taking on water as its motley crew flailed about in confusion. Eventually the boat succumbed and went under, leaving a number of cans bobbing in the water and the drenched occupants abandoning ship to dog paddle and slog the forty or so feet to the shore tugging at their droopy togs and flinging epithets my way. I pulled the cord on the Omarosa’s motor and made a beeline for the other side of the lake, still in disbelief at what I'd done. Alas, there’s no happy ending to this story. The wreck of the Anemone survivors called the police, who were waiting for me when I made shore. Epilog Ultimately, I had to pay for the ruined boat and perform community service. Worst of all, I had to attend court-ordered anchor management counselling.

I wonder how the Angels feel about losing to a team that isn't really hitting on all cylinders yet?

And this, my friends, is why one should aways watch until the end. Good job, Twins!

Never a doubt in my mind.

Man, that Ohtani is looking like the real deal. Darn it.

No, no, go back to sleep.