Gate Crashing.

Is there anything like post season baseball? Tremendous stuff. Just because my boys didn't get an invitation to the party doesn't mean I'm going to sit home and pout.

For the past week or so, the Twins fan I know (Why yes, I do know a Twins fan. He's from South Dakota.) has been insisting that I've been underestimating Minnesota. According to him, they're really good this year; Liriano is better than Sabathia and Pavano is just as good or alternately, they have the best rotation in baseball. Being a fan can make you say some odd things.

To be honest though, I haven't paid much attention to the Twins since May. At all. A week ago I couldn't have told you who they had playing first in Morneau's absence. I could name their outfield starters but who was playing right or center or left? The rotation beyond Liriano and Pavano? Yeah, I didn't know. So I was willing to except that maybe my Twins fan was right, maybe they were a good team.

For six innings I followed along, happily being proven wrong (Yay! First baseman Michael Cuddyer!) but then it all fell apart. Being a temporary Twins fan [Aside: It was much easier to become a Twins fan than it was to become a Rangers fan. I still contend that they're bad at baseball.] and believing those ridiculous things that I'd been told about the team, well it was disappointing.

Also, congratulations to Roy Halladay. I always liked him. It is too bad that he has to play for those ridiculous people in Philadelphia, though. Cheering along with them really took me out of it.