Dubious

Twins at Detroit. Tigers 2, Twins 0.

The mood in the visiting clubhouse was grim before tonight's game. News of Kyle Lohse's demotion had spread quickly and the team was stunned.

"I just can’t believe Kyle's gone," muttered Torii Hunter

"I wonder how he took it," mused Little Nicky Punto.

"Did anyone see it happen?" asked Luis Castillo.

Silence over the Twins clubhouse, then a voice, in barely a whisper, could be heard. "I saw," breathed Michael Cuddyer.

One by one, the team looked over to the clubhouse corner, where Michael Cuddyer was huddled, his eyes wide, his face white as death. "I saw," repeated Cuddyer, voice quaking. "His eyes turned red and flames came spouting from his ears. He began to spin 'round, faster and faster he span until he was just the wind itself, but the wind was no summer wind filled with green grass and dew, no no, this wind blew death. It sucked the breath out of six hot dog vendors. The wretched souls suffocated, then dessicated, their remains sucked into the tornado of his rage—yes those men sold their last hot dog today."

"Oh no!" cried Dennys Sampler Reyes.

"Man," said Punto. "I guess he was pissed."

"It's true," breathed Lew Ford. "He made the plane to Rochester divert to the Dome, so he could beat on Gardy's door with a bat."

"How do you know that?" asked Rondell White.

"Oh, he called me on my cell afterwards. He says hi."

"Gosh," said Punto. "I feel really bad. I wish we could have done more for him."

"What could we have done?" asked Justin Morneau. "We scored four runs for him!"

"I know! Four runs! Last year he would have kissed us all for four runs!"

"He did!" said Ford, looking far away for a moment.

"You know…." mused Littly Nicky Punto, "Maybe that's the problem?"

The players turned to look at him. "What do you mean, Little Nicky Punto?" asked Shannon Stewart.

"Well," Little Nicky said, standing up (though no one noticed the difference) "last year the pitching staff was awesome right?"

"Si," said Juan Castro.

"And we sucked, right?"

"Si," said Castro.

"And this year we're pretty good but the pitching staff blows chunks, right?"

"I see what you're getting at!" exclaimed Ford. "Maybe the pitching staff's sucking is our fault. Maybe we're too good offensively!"

"Yeah!" agreed Mauer. "and Johan didn't win the Cy Young last year because of us!"

"Well," said Torii Hunter, jaw clenched, "We're not going to make that mistake again."

"No we're not!" agreed Morneau. "Come on guys, we've got to go out and suck!"

"Yeah!" yelled Ford.

"For the pitchers!" squealed Punto.

All across the clubhouse, the cries rang out. "For Johan! For Brad! For Carlos! For Nutty!"

"And for Lohse!" added Mike Redmond quietly.

The players gazed at each other intensely, fire in their eyes and their bellies. "That's right," whispered Hunter, eyes full of tears, "for Lohse."

Posted by Batgirl at May 17, 2006 08:57 PM
Comments

Well good thing there's a reason for it all ;)

Posted by: Stacy at May 17, 2006 09:14 PM

Just a quick note for all you Jock Jones fans. He has played just horribly for the Cubs. He has been picked off second base three times this year.
Tough to do when you are hitting as poorly as he is. Cub fans have gotten on his case because he has publicly wished to back in good old Minnesota.
Reportedly the Cubs are looking to dump him after June 15th. Maybe we can get the Cubs to take another dead head.........Lew Ford.

Posted by: Big Jim at May 17, 2006 09:22 PM

but I was having fun with the offense! I'm going to dream a little, here... what would it be like with last year's pitching and this year's offense...

*goes to happy place*

*decides to remain in happy place forever*

Posted by: kafumbly at May 17, 2006 09:31 PM

*wishes he was in kaf's happy place*

...

*realizes that might have come out wrong*

You know what I mean, I hope.

Posted by: Will at May 17, 2006 09:34 PM

Not exactly mourning the loss of Lyle, but I'm a little disturbed at the emotional wringer my husband was needlessly put through in this tale. He's usually not wide-eyed and white as death unless DJ Carrasco is in the vicinity.

Posted by: LaurieNY at May 17, 2006 09:52 PM

Awwww, I think it's sweet he's publically wished to be back here. I [heart] JJ.

Posted by: Stacy at May 17, 2006 09:55 PM

So do I. And he's hitting .275, BTW.

Posted by: LaurieNY at May 17, 2006 09:56 PM

How do the Twins hitters strike out a grand total of ZERO (0) times yet still somehow get on the wrong end of a six-hit shutout? I find this bizarre and disconcerting.

Posted by: Nate Patrin at May 17, 2006 09:57 PM

Funny as always but depressing at the same time. We can never seem to strike a good balance with hitting and pitching. Cept during the 10-1 win over the Sox. El Presidente was on (and he continued to be) and 10 runs scored. That's my happy place.

*goes to happy place*

Posted by: Shelley at May 17, 2006 09:58 PM

Because Nate, Johan gave up ONE walk...and then a homer.

Which sucks...because that walk should've been a K which would've been the inning.

But I doubt our offense was going to do anything tonight.

Posted by: Torhu at May 17, 2006 10:13 PM

Out come the legos.
We need a sacrifice, or we need to get hitting and pitching to be good one the same day and suck on the same day.

Posted by: twin X at May 17, 2006 11:10 PM

First Silva gets crushed and I felt sort of queasy like I needed some Pepto Bismol and then he got sent to the bullpen and I felt a little lightheaded like when you spin around real fast for too long but it's a cool feeling so you do it a few more times and then Kyle gets crushed and I felt nauseous like the first time I dipped Skoal and then he got sent to Rochester and I felt exhilirated like a bird actually flying for the first time and then Johan was pitching an awesome shutout and I was flying higher and higher on brand new wings but the offense was swinging ass-bats and so I felt acute trepidation because that's a long way to fall when you're flying on new little wings and then the umpire called a third strike a fourth ball and I felt faint like I do right before the dentist gives me Novacaine and then a backup catcher named Wilson of all things hits a home run on Johan's only miscue of the night which is like winning the frigging lottery if you're a backup catcher named Wilson and I felt like a big boa constrictor was wrapping itself around my chest and squeezing all of the air out of my lungs. And Radke pitches tomorrow.

Posted by: twayn at May 17, 2006 11:11 PM

Yo, Chicago, keep your eyes, hands, and anything and everything else off of Lew Ford. He's not leaving here. :grabs plastic baseball bat: :ready to crack heads:

Posted by: Candace at May 17, 2006 11:15 PM

Boof Bonser, eh? Has he had a major league start yet? obviously he will on Sunday. Cheers to you, Boof.

I hate when our boys blow. And they couldn't even get a couple plus one for Supernatural, who, as usual was nearly perfect. SIGH

I'm down. Your explanation, Bat-girl, helped a little but geez

To Hope,

kal

Posted by: kal at May 17, 2006 11:16 PM

Hate to say it, but Johan sounds ticked:

"It was one of those games that you were facing a top team and wanted to challenge them," said Santana. "I felt good and did my best out there, but that wasn't enough. It takes 25 guys to win and we couldn't get the job done tonight."

Posted by: MikeQ at May 17, 2006 11:44 PM

""He did!" said Ford, looking far away for a moment."

I need some monitor cleaner..

Posted by: TD at May 17, 2006 11:44 PM

Me too, TD, me too. Not only because of that, but also this:

""Well," Little Nicky said, standing up (though no one noticed the difference)"

I'll agree with Candace, too, when she says that Chi-town is definitely not getting the Fordwalker. Anyhoo, adios, Lyle. I know this horrifies Will, but I could never not doubt you, dude. *shrugs* Besides, now we get a guy who doesn't even need a nickname made up for him! He comes well-prepared for the BG universe.

Posted by: FordHoiberg at May 18, 2006 01:10 AM

'Verlander outduels Santana.' That doesn't seem right. Nothing against the other guy, but Santana was on and if you could've picked one guy not to face tonight, it would've been him. How about 'Verlander shuts down twins; Tigers finally get to Santana in 8th.'

I got to listen to part of the game on the tigers station out here. They couldn't stop raving about Santana. He had them on the brink of despair in the 7th: "That's 21 strike outs for Santana in two starts against the Tigers this season... all swinging".

Posted by: Bob at May 18, 2006 01:48 AM

El Presidente looked pretty upset in the dugout after he left the game. That 25 man team quote doesn't suprise me. Johan is a competitive guy. After pitching lights out baseball all night and having the defensive play of the game he's got every right to be ticked.

Somehow everyone needs to get hungry at the same time, together.

We've shown this year that it appears you can only sustain unifying hate for about two games (Yankees, Bitch Sox). Once that wears off there doesn't seem to be a desire to crush teams like bugs and steal candy from babies that Johan brings to the mound.

Obviously, the Twins are just too nice of guys to win just for the sake of beating the snot out of people. They need an external threat, a good-vs-evil, us-vs-world scenario. In the last five years only one man has been able to unify a Twins team... Bud Selig. I'm not saying I want the threat of contraction again. But maybe he could, I dunno, steal Lew's favorite D20 dice or revoke Dr Morneau's medical license.

At least somebody needs to beat the living $#!^ of a chair!

Come on guys, show me you want it!

Posted by: TwinsFoghorn at May 18, 2006 02:51 AM

I don't blame Johan for being upset. I'm upset enough on Johan's behalf.

Posted by: CarrieICL at May 18, 2006 07:35 AM

Johan could be a lot more critical. This team needs to wake up while there is still time.

Posted by: funoka at May 18, 2006 07:59 AM

Foghorn,
Johan doesn't steal candy from babies. He thrashes the bullies that steal candy from babies.

Posted by: twayn at May 18, 2006 08:34 AM

Hmm Sucking for the sake of the team - kind of Seinfeldian - like when Jerry told Elaine they had to have sex to save the friendship.

If the team has to suck to save the team well I guess - but I think beating the crap out a chair would be a lot better.

Kyle - oh Kyle - I think someone needs some milk and cookies!

Much Love
Wonder Woman

Posted by: Wonder Woman at May 18, 2006 09:01 AM

"Oh, he called me on my cell afterwards. He says hi."

Posted by: JustBeth at May 18, 2006 09:32 AM

All I know is that I want to hear a call and return chant of "BOOF!"..."BONSER!" in his first Dome start.

That would be sweet

Posted by: Johnny Rev at May 18, 2006 10:27 AM

Skorch - I could not help but think of you today when I saw Burger King had their IPO and saw the mascot ringing the opening bell! Do you still get the nightmares?

Posted by: soccerfan at May 18, 2006 02:18 PM

But Bob - he did get outdueled when he made one more mistake that the "other guy".

Posted by: Tim at May 18, 2006 03:06 PM

Thanks BG it all makes sense now.

What a waste of a great pitching performance. Can a Brohan get a break?

The Startrib mentioned that there is a chance that Lyle has something like 72 hrs to get to Rochester or he forfits some money.

JJ wishes he was back in MN? Umm sorry JJ I like my current RF just fine thanks.

Posted by: cal at May 18, 2006 04:05 PM

Tim, which lineup was more difficult to pitch against? It certainly was not the Twins.

Posted by: Nora at May 18, 2006 04:13 PM

"I Saw"

Posted by: Katie at May 18, 2006 04:23 PM

Do Gnomes have enough magic to give us a do over on this season?

Maybe Nutty has to ummm, support all our pitchers in every start to keep them from sucking, heck, maybe he can help our batters too.

Posted by: cal at May 18, 2006 04:58 PM


Fri, May 19 8:05 pm EDT F. Liriano vs. D.Davis Sat, May 20 7:05 pm EDT S. Baker vs B.Hendrickson
Sun, May 21 2:05 pm EDT B. Bonser vs. C.Capuano

How is this not Spring training by looking at the match ups?

Posted by: cal at May 18, 2006 05:35 PM