OK, so I was at The Local this afternoon taking in some EPL (and, it turns out, some Serie A and La Liga, too). I was there because on Sundays and Mondays you can get a burger, fries (or a salad) and a beer for ten bucks plus tax, so long as you are part of their club, of which I am a member. But I forgot it this morning.
I swear this happened once before, forgetting my card. I told the bartender and he, at least theoretically, was able to look me up. But the waitress I got, after I told her I forgot my card, and after she asked if I have the app (I don't -- gotta get that new Apple iPhone, stat!), told me that she could not give me that meal.
Bullshit. I call bullshit. That bartender was able to. And besides, it's 2018. You mean to tell me you can't look me up with my phone number or my e-mail? What kind of hackneyed IT system do you have? Sheesh.
Look, I couldn't just walk out of there. But if my food wasn't going to get tracked, I wasn't going to buy any food. So I nursed a Strongbow the whole match and left.
Man, I'm sorry I forgot my card. Sheesh.
Monday, September 17, 2018
The Weekly Minnesota Sports Survey
#-1: Gopher football (Last Week: -2). We've been down this road before: A Gopher football team starts the season 3-0 during non-con play, but the B1G exposes them as fakes. Well, we're at this point with this team now, so even though they deservedly top this week's survey, I cannot, in all good consciousness, give them a 0 or Positive Numbers, not until they pull off an upset or string together a couple wins. But yeah, they defeated Miami (OH) at Das Bank 26-3 Saturday. The first test is an appropriate step: Saturday early afternoon at Maryland -- not a good team but a road game. Win this and get back to me.
#-2: Vikings (Last Week: -1). I have to laugh. I'm not happy that they didn't win. But I'm ... uh, kind of happy that they didn't lose. That's the thing with ties in pro football: They happen so rarely that you're not prepared to "feel" when it happens, even though it's happened between the Vikes and the Packers for the second time in six meetings in Green Bay. Well, considering the beating my alma mater took on Saturday, I'm just glad to see the pro team I root for not losing.
First, let's talk about the bad. Yep, Daniel Carlson will be out of a job this week. Poor bastard, but when you miss all three Field Goal attempts in the game, the last two in Overtime, the last when it would have given the Vikings the win with no time left in OT and was planted precisely where you wanted it ... sorry. And it's funny how Carlson's fuck-ups pushed Laquon Treadwell's muffed pass that flipped right into the hands of the Packers' HaHa Clinton-Dix down the list of things Vikings fans are pissed off at. Sad that that is the lasting impression when Treadwell caught his first Touchdown pass of his career earlier in the game. But, like with Carlson, it's a business. Teams don't cut loose Wide Receivers in the middle of the season like they do Kickers, but it's not hard to image Treadwell and Carlson sharing an Uber to the airport after cleaning out their lockers in Eagan, if you know what I mean.
But let's talk about the good. What also erases Treadwell's boner from the game is ... well, partically Mike McCarthy's calls to throw into the end zone, thereby giving Minnesota enough time to mount a comeback with an eight-point deficit. But also ... shit, man, Kirk Cousins. Once again he throws a Touchdown bead through a keyhole, this time to get the Vikes within two. I mean, look at this. How the fuck does Adam Thielen catch this? And how in the fuck does Cousins know to throw it there?
Now, let's hope that the Vikings don't throw a clunker at home against Buffalo, a team in such disarray that one of their Cornerbacks quit and retired during halftime of their game, Sunday.
#-3: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -5). OK, so this is weird. Saturday was really hot. I was not aware, or I forgot, that Maturi Pavilion has no air conditioning. So in the lead-up to Saturday night's match vs. Kansas St., apparently there was so much condensation on the volleyball court that, try as they might, facilities officials could not dry out the place to the point where they felt the players wouldn't slip and slide and potentially tear their ACLs. So they canceled the game. I don't remember the last time this has happened. I don't remember if this has ever happened before.
But hey, that meant that the Golden Gophers went undefeated last screening week. (They swept Wisconsin-Green Bay on Thursday.) How good is this team? Who knows. But they begin conference play by diving into the deep end of the pool: Wednesday against Penn St., back at the (presumably dried-out, but maybe not since the forecast calls for heavy rain Wednesday night) Pav. They also host Maryland Saturday night.
#-4: Gopher soccer (Last Week: -3). Went to Friday's Big Ten opener vs. Illinois Friday. (Parking is parking, and it's how it's going to be.) And against a team I don't think is any good, they lost, decisively, 2-0. I can't remember the last time a Goofer soccer side looked so outplayed in front of my eyes. Sure, the score was only 2-0, but in soccer terms, it's bad. In fact, I don't think I can recall the last time I saw the U. lose at Robbie Stadium. But the Fighting Illini was faster, stronger and, if I may say, taller: Both Illinois Goals were headers, one off a Corner Kick, one off a cross. Huh.
Any margin of error this squad had, in my mind, is completely gone, so even though I entertained the thought of missing the Vikings game against Green Bay for Sunday afternoon's match against 12th-ranked Northwestern, I figured it's a waste of time to go out into the heat for two hours to see Minnesota lose again. So I (until the evening) stayed hermetically sealed in my home. So what do the Gophers do? Upset the nationally-ranked Wildcats, 2-0. What?
I don't know how this up-and-down week does for the U.'s chances of making the postseason. Let's just say they remain as tenuous as ever. This week this club visits the Michigan schools.
#-5: Twins (Last Week: -4). A 3-4 week, although they did take the series from the Yankees, woo-hoo! (They then blew it by losing three-of-four in Kansas City, but whatever.) The latest revelation from the Twinks has been their use of doing the "Opener" strategy, which they implemented a fortnight ago. In case you don't know, instead of using the Starting Pitcher to start the game, Manager Paul Molitor has instead opted to start the game with a reliever. After going through the lineup once, then Molly will bring in his SP, which he is dubbing his "Primary Pitcher."
I still don't understand the benefits of the strategy. If your SP is going through the lineup twice and your reliever once, what difference does it make when they face them? Moreover, I have no idea how the Twins are doing with this approach, but with them losing more games than they won this past screening week, I don't think it's working all that well.
The other thing I have time to talk about is this sudden eruption over the future of Joe Mauer. We bitch about players way past their prime still playing on a humongous contract, but here, we have a case of a player, Mauer, who finally served out his entire contract. The question becomes: What will he do now? Will he come back to the Twins, albeit on a reduced contract? Will he go to another team, presumably to a championship contender? Or will he retire? Frankly, I think he's capable of doing anything. But if I haven't said this before, I want to say it now: He hasn't made good on much of the money the Twins gave him, but I still think the organization got a lot of return on investment, if only because a hometown kid (he's from St. Paul) was able to play (at least for now) for one and only one team. From a fan relations standpoint, and for the history of the organization, it was extremely important for Mauer to stay a Twin during and past his prime. And if he gets into Cooperstown (and people are all over the place on his Hall Of Fame chances), no one should ever complain about the eight-year/$184 million contract that officially lashed him to the Minnesota Twins for all time.
These guys finish the final road trip of the 2018 season with three versus Detroit starting tonight (Monday night) and, after a travel day, three in Oakland for the weekend.
#-6: United FC (Re-Entry!). Honest and serious question: Does this team know what it's doing? I mean, I have seen teams that are going through the motions and look lost; see the team above the Loons in this here survey. But at least (and I hate "at least"-ing people as a means to argue, but I can't think of any other way) the Twinks had an apparent plan that just didn't work. I don't see a plan with MNUFC. There was a plan earlier in the year: With bedrocks Christian Ramirez and Miguel Ibarra in place, pay to get some Designated Players on the team and build.
That isn't happening. Yes, I am still angry over trading away Ramirez, a fantastic Striker who did wonders with the ball during hold-up play that didn't necessarily translate to the scoreboard. In his place came the second Designated Player in club history, Angelo Rodriguez ... who wasn't even part of the squad for Saturday's 1-all tie at Salt Lake City, marred by an overturned Loons Goal late in the match. (Thanks, by the way, for the Goal there, Batman -- I know you miss Superman. We all do.) At least Rodriguez finally scored in Wednesday's contest vs. D. C. United. Too bad the side coughed up the lead and then all three points with back-to-back DCU tallies four minutes apart. (I was trying to listen to the game while doing my chores, and yet I somehow managed to miss all three Goals while doing other things. Not the worst outcome in the world, it turns out.)
And yet these guys don't expend a DP for a Defender. That's what I mean by not having a discernible plan. If they are going to remain slow and steady, I can see that. I may not agree with it, but I understand that. If they are going to trade and sell-and-buy, though, I think I should expect some significant improvement. Here, the franchise has done a little bit of both and have come up with nothing but a point on Saturday and more questions about competence.
They finally come home to face Portland Saturday night, but frankly, I don't know how good or nasty of a reception United FC is going to get. If supporters are frustrated with the team's worthless roadtrip and/or remain angry over the trade of Ramirez, well, TCF Bank Stadium might be one hell of a scene this weekend.
#-7: Timberwolves (Re-Entry!). This story is sort-of flying under the radar. But today, there will be a meeting that might decide the future of the Minnesota Timberwolves. No pressure.
That meeting, taking place in Minneapolis, involves Jimmy Butler, Butler's agent, and Head Coach/President Of Basketball Operations Tom Thibodeau. The topic of the meeting will be the future of the ballclub, and after their first playoff appearance in over a decade, the future is not looking bright at all. At issue, apparently, is Butler's friction with the other players on the Woofie Dogs. Most notable among them is Karl-Anthony Towns, and that surprises the shit out of me, because if anything I would think Butler would be angry and Andrew Wiggins for ... being Andrew Wiggins. But Towns, the guy I think is trying really hard, is the bone of contention for Alpha Dog Butler, and this meeting is being used to either hash out differences between Butler and the man who drafted him and made him into a star in Chicago ... or to convince Thibs that he needs to trade Butler right now.
Either way, this is very, very bad for the Woofs.
#-2: Vikings (Last Week: -1). I have to laugh. I'm not happy that they didn't win. But I'm ... uh, kind of happy that they didn't lose. That's the thing with ties in pro football: They happen so rarely that you're not prepared to "feel" when it happens, even though it's happened between the Vikes and the Packers for the second time in six meetings in Green Bay. Well, considering the beating my alma mater took on Saturday, I'm just glad to see the pro team I root for not losing.
First, let's talk about the bad. Yep, Daniel Carlson will be out of a job this week. Poor bastard, but when you miss all three Field Goal attempts in the game, the last two in Overtime, the last when it would have given the Vikings the win with no time left in OT and was planted precisely where you wanted it ... sorry. And it's funny how Carlson's fuck-ups pushed Laquon Treadwell's muffed pass that flipped right into the hands of the Packers' HaHa Clinton-Dix down the list of things Vikings fans are pissed off at. Sad that that is the lasting impression when Treadwell caught his first Touchdown pass of his career earlier in the game. But, like with Carlson, it's a business. Teams don't cut loose Wide Receivers in the middle of the season like they do Kickers, but it's not hard to image Treadwell and Carlson sharing an Uber to the airport after cleaning out their lockers in Eagan, if you know what I mean.
But let's talk about the good. What also erases Treadwell's boner from the game is ... well, partically Mike McCarthy's calls to throw into the end zone, thereby giving Minnesota enough time to mount a comeback with an eight-point deficit. But also ... shit, man, Kirk Cousins. Once again he throws a Touchdown bead through a keyhole, this time to get the Vikes within two. I mean, look at this. How the fuck does Adam Thielen catch this? And how in the fuck does Cousins know to throw it there?
Cousins then threw to a one-on-one Stefon Diggs to tie the game, where all hell broke loose. (Shit, Mason Crosby, who had kicked five FGs in the game, missed one at the end of regulation that would've prevented The Craziest OT in Vikings-Packers History.) By all rights, this should have meant that the Purple win this game. Nevertheless, this squad was down 20-7 to a hobbled yet indestructible Aaron Rogers, and he (I'm going to say it) led this team, with the help of Diggslen, into OT. This team has weapons and the ability come back when needed (like with that TD and 2-Point Conversion, which happened with 74 seconds left in the Fourth Quarter), and in a hurry when necessary (such as that 75-yard bomb to Diggs in the middle of the Fourth, the second play in that drive). This team is proving it has comeback ability, and that assurance hasn't been dampened because the game ended in a tie.What a game. #Skol pic.twitter.com/yQ9D0yZ8SW— Minnesota Vikings (@Vikings) September 16, 2018
Now, let's hope that the Vikings don't throw a clunker at home against Buffalo, a team in such disarray that one of their Cornerbacks quit and retired during halftime of their game, Sunday.
#-3: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -5). OK, so this is weird. Saturday was really hot. I was not aware, or I forgot, that Maturi Pavilion has no air conditioning. So in the lead-up to Saturday night's match vs. Kansas St., apparently there was so much condensation on the volleyball court that, try as they might, facilities officials could not dry out the place to the point where they felt the players wouldn't slip and slide and potentially tear their ACLs. So they canceled the game. I don't remember the last time this has happened. I don't remember if this has ever happened before.
But hey, that meant that the Golden Gophers went undefeated last screening week. (They swept Wisconsin-Green Bay on Thursday.) How good is this team? Who knows. But they begin conference play by diving into the deep end of the pool: Wednesday against Penn St., back at the (presumably dried-out, but maybe not since the forecast calls for heavy rain Wednesday night) Pav. They also host Maryland Saturday night.
#-4: Gopher soccer (Last Week: -3). Went to Friday's Big Ten opener vs. Illinois Friday. (Parking is parking, and it's how it's going to be.) And against a team I don't think is any good, they lost, decisively, 2-0. I can't remember the last time a Goofer soccer side looked so outplayed in front of my eyes. Sure, the score was only 2-0, but in soccer terms, it's bad. In fact, I don't think I can recall the last time I saw the U. lose at Robbie Stadium. But the Fighting Illini was faster, stronger and, if I may say, taller: Both Illinois Goals were headers, one off a Corner Kick, one off a cross. Huh.
Any margin of error this squad had, in my mind, is completely gone, so even though I entertained the thought of missing the Vikings game against Green Bay for Sunday afternoon's match against 12th-ranked Northwestern, I figured it's a waste of time to go out into the heat for two hours to see Minnesota lose again. So I (until the evening) stayed hermetically sealed in my home. So what do the Gophers do? Upset the nationally-ranked Wildcats, 2-0. What?
I don't know how this up-and-down week does for the U.'s chances of making the postseason. Let's just say they remain as tenuous as ever. This week this club visits the Michigan schools.
#-5: Twins (Last Week: -4). A 3-4 week, although they did take the series from the Yankees, woo-hoo! (They then blew it by losing three-of-four in Kansas City, but whatever.) The latest revelation from the Twinks has been their use of doing the "Opener" strategy, which they implemented a fortnight ago. In case you don't know, instead of using the Starting Pitcher to start the game, Manager Paul Molitor has instead opted to start the game with a reliever. After going through the lineup once, then Molly will bring in his SP, which he is dubbing his "Primary Pitcher."
I still don't understand the benefits of the strategy. If your SP is going through the lineup twice and your reliever once, what difference does it make when they face them? Moreover, I have no idea how the Twins are doing with this approach, but with them losing more games than they won this past screening week, I don't think it's working all that well.
The other thing I have time to talk about is this sudden eruption over the future of Joe Mauer. We bitch about players way past their prime still playing on a humongous contract, but here, we have a case of a player, Mauer, who finally served out his entire contract. The question becomes: What will he do now? Will he come back to the Twins, albeit on a reduced contract? Will he go to another team, presumably to a championship contender? Or will he retire? Frankly, I think he's capable of doing anything. But if I haven't said this before, I want to say it now: He hasn't made good on much of the money the Twins gave him, but I still think the organization got a lot of return on investment, if only because a hometown kid (he's from St. Paul) was able to play (at least for now) for one and only one team. From a fan relations standpoint, and for the history of the organization, it was extremely important for Mauer to stay a Twin during and past his prime. And if he gets into Cooperstown (and people are all over the place on his Hall Of Fame chances), no one should ever complain about the eight-year/$184 million contract that officially lashed him to the Minnesota Twins for all time.
These guys finish the final road trip of the 2018 season with three versus Detroit starting tonight (Monday night) and, after a travel day, three in Oakland for the weekend.
#-6: United FC (Re-Entry!). Honest and serious question: Does this team know what it's doing? I mean, I have seen teams that are going through the motions and look lost; see the team above the Loons in this here survey. But at least (and I hate "at least"-ing people as a means to argue, but I can't think of any other way) the Twinks had an apparent plan that just didn't work. I don't see a plan with MNUFC. There was a plan earlier in the year: With bedrocks Christian Ramirez and Miguel Ibarra in place, pay to get some Designated Players on the team and build.
That isn't happening. Yes, I am still angry over trading away Ramirez, a fantastic Striker who did wonders with the ball during hold-up play that didn't necessarily translate to the scoreboard. In his place came the second Designated Player in club history, Angelo Rodriguez ... who wasn't even part of the squad for Saturday's 1-all tie at Salt Lake City, marred by an overturned Loons Goal late in the match. (Thanks, by the way, for the Goal there, Batman -- I know you miss Superman. We all do.) At least Rodriguez finally scored in Wednesday's contest vs. D. C. United. Too bad the side coughed up the lead and then all three points with back-to-back DCU tallies four minutes apart. (I was trying to listen to the game while doing my chores, and yet I somehow managed to miss all three Goals while doing other things. Not the worst outcome in the world, it turns out.)
And yet these guys don't expend a DP for a Defender. That's what I mean by not having a discernible plan. If they are going to remain slow and steady, I can see that. I may not agree with it, but I understand that. If they are going to trade and sell-and-buy, though, I think I should expect some significant improvement. Here, the franchise has done a little bit of both and have come up with nothing but a point on Saturday and more questions about competence.
They finally come home to face Portland Saturday night, but frankly, I don't know how good or nasty of a reception United FC is going to get. If supporters are frustrated with the team's worthless roadtrip and/or remain angry over the trade of Ramirez, well, TCF Bank Stadium might be one hell of a scene this weekend.
#-7: Timberwolves (Re-Entry!). This story is sort-of flying under the radar. But today, there will be a meeting that might decide the future of the Minnesota Timberwolves. No pressure.
That meeting, taking place in Minneapolis, involves Jimmy Butler, Butler's agent, and Head Coach/President Of Basketball Operations Tom Thibodeau. The topic of the meeting will be the future of the ballclub, and after their first playoff appearance in over a decade, the future is not looking bright at all. At issue, apparently, is Butler's friction with the other players on the Woofie Dogs. Most notable among them is Karl-Anthony Towns, and that surprises the shit out of me, because if anything I would think Butler would be angry and Andrew Wiggins for ... being Andrew Wiggins. But Towns, the guy I think is trying really hard, is the bone of contention for Alpha Dog Butler, and this meeting is being used to either hash out differences between Butler and the man who drafted him and made him into a star in Chicago ... or to convince Thibs that he needs to trade Butler right now.
Either way, this is very, very bad for the Woofs.
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Do You Know Where I Almost Blogged This From?
The train tracks! Yes, signing up through Xfinity does have its advantages, most notably a fairly wide wi-fi network. I'm just beginning to understand the reach of places I can get plugged into the Internet.
See, after a nap I wanted to exercise, but on my route I got stuck by the railroad. Those suckers are long, but I had my laptop with me so I could blog a second time today. And so I thought, "Hey, can I get logged into an Xfinity network here?" And I pulled it out, and I did! And I was about to blog post this, but the line of train cars wasn't as long as I thought, so I had to start driving pretty soon after I discovered I could wi-fi from the edge of the train tracks.
But hey, wouldn't that be cool?!
See, after a nap I wanted to exercise, but on my route I got stuck by the railroad. Those suckers are long, but I had my laptop with me so I could blog a second time today. And so I thought, "Hey, can I get logged into an Xfinity network here?" And I pulled it out, and I did! And I was about to blog post this, but the line of train cars wasn't as long as I thought, so I had to start driving pretty soon after I discovered I could wi-fi from the edge of the train tracks.
But hey, wouldn't that be cool?!
The Incredible Pants
Admission: I wear the same pants and/or shorts the whole week. I don't have the time nor energy to wash clothes after I wear a pair for only one freakin' day. Besides -- a pair of pants is still good enough to wear after one day. All this "I need to change clothes every day" crap is ridiculous.
The only downside to that is when my, uh, principle runs right into my, uh, insistence that I keep wearing pants as long as I can keep wearing them. I am a fat man, I'm afraid, and despite all my inveighing, I'm still fat and I'm probably getting fatter. Still, I keep pants I've bought five, ten -- shoot, 15 years ago if they still fit me. Well, I should qualify that: If they still barely fit me. I have donated pants if they are too small for me. But, if I suck my gut in, arc my back just so and get the waistline and the smallest part of my waist, and the button clips shut, hell yeah I'm wearin' it!
So it is with these Route 66 khakis that I wore for work for the week. I bought these from ... well, it's Route 66, so I guess the old K-Mart? ... many, many years ago. I needed Khakis, I think I bought them knowing full well K-Mart was dying and this store might be closed down at any moment, and I'm still obsessed with driving Route 66 at some point before I die.
I'm pretty sure they fit me back when I first bought them. But that was then. On Tuesday, the start of my workweek, I slipped them on. I don't know if you guys do this, but as soon as I put both of my legs into a pair of pants, I size up how much width I have in them. If I can tell that it's not going to be much, I know that I'm wearing an old pair of pants ... and that getting into them could be a challenge. Such was the case with this one, and I had to do a lot of bending with the back and the hips and the knees in order to close that damn thing shut. Still, it was noticeable how small for my body it is. It was at its worst Thursday after I used the bathroom at work. I think then that I closed my pants farther up my hips, and it thus enclosed around my belly and organs like a boa constrictor. It truly was uncomfortable, painfully so. But then I readjusted it by sitting it lower and closer to my hips, and I felt fine, like I did with those pants on for most of the rest of the week.
Through it all, I didn't burst through my pants. What I mean by that is, my button never popped out. You've seen that visual joke where a fat man stretches a small set of pants so much the button pops out, flies across the room and, like, lands in a champagne flute, whereby some unsuspecting matron of the city drinks it whole and starts choking on the button? That's actually happened to me before. Well, not the button flying across the room and into a champagne glass, but the popping of said button. Embarrassing, to say the least. It should have happened to these Route 66 khakis; should've happened a long time ago, in fact. But those size 32 suckers are still holding it in. And I have to point out that as other pants have gotten too small for me and/or started tearing around the legs and/or developing holes in my pockets, this pair of pants has remained indestructible. And I hope they remain so for as long as I can wear them.
The only downside to that is when my, uh, principle runs right into my, uh, insistence that I keep wearing pants as long as I can keep wearing them. I am a fat man, I'm afraid, and despite all my inveighing, I'm still fat and I'm probably getting fatter. Still, I keep pants I've bought five, ten -- shoot, 15 years ago if they still fit me. Well, I should qualify that: If they still barely fit me. I have donated pants if they are too small for me. But, if I suck my gut in, arc my back just so and get the waistline and the smallest part of my waist, and the button clips shut, hell yeah I'm wearin' it!
So it is with these Route 66 khakis that I wore for work for the week. I bought these from ... well, it's Route 66, so I guess the old K-Mart? ... many, many years ago. I needed Khakis, I think I bought them knowing full well K-Mart was dying and this store might be closed down at any moment, and I'm still obsessed with driving Route 66 at some point before I die.
I'm pretty sure they fit me back when I first bought them. But that was then. On Tuesday, the start of my workweek, I slipped them on. I don't know if you guys do this, but as soon as I put both of my legs into a pair of pants, I size up how much width I have in them. If I can tell that it's not going to be much, I know that I'm wearing an old pair of pants ... and that getting into them could be a challenge. Such was the case with this one, and I had to do a lot of bending with the back and the hips and the knees in order to close that damn thing shut. Still, it was noticeable how small for my body it is. It was at its worst Thursday after I used the bathroom at work. I think then that I closed my pants farther up my hips, and it thus enclosed around my belly and organs like a boa constrictor. It truly was uncomfortable, painfully so. But then I readjusted it by sitting it lower and closer to my hips, and I felt fine, like I did with those pants on for most of the rest of the week.
Through it all, I didn't burst through my pants. What I mean by that is, my button never popped out. You've seen that visual joke where a fat man stretches a small set of pants so much the button pops out, flies across the room and, like, lands in a champagne flute, whereby some unsuspecting matron of the city drinks it whole and starts choking on the button? That's actually happened to me before. Well, not the button flying across the room and into a champagne glass, but the popping of said button. Embarrassing, to say the least. It should have happened to these Route 66 khakis; should've happened a long time ago, in fact. But those size 32 suckers are still holding it in. And I have to point out that as other pants have gotten too small for me and/or started tearing around the legs and/or developing holes in my pockets, this pair of pants has remained indestructible. And I hope they remain so for as long as I can wear them.
Saturday, September 15, 2018
So I went to a party yesterday and I sort of had my fun. But I had to leave because I ate so much, drank so much, got really tired and felt like I needed to take a shit. That's no way to feel at a stripper party. And yet there is always alcohol and, more inexplicably, food at these places. Look, I'm only there for one thing. Food and drink are fine, but I'm there only for one thing. And I had to leave instead because I got two plates of spaghetti and got a tallboy instead of a regular can of beer.
Oh, and about that one thing ... I thanked A***** via text today for giving me a handjob, even though she didn't jerk me into orgasm. And she was all, "I didn't know you wanted that!" Girl, what the hell else would I take you to a bed for? And we texted before the party, where she said, "Let's have some fun!" And I replied, "Hope your definition of 'fun' is the same as mine!" And ... it sort-of wasn't.
(sigh) Maybe she'll do me for real next time.
Oh, and about that one thing ... I thanked A***** via text today for giving me a handjob, even though she didn't jerk me into orgasm. And she was all, "I didn't know you wanted that!" Girl, what the hell else would I take you to a bed for? And we texted before the party, where she said, "Let's have some fun!" And I replied, "Hope your definition of 'fun' is the same as mine!" And ... it sort-of wasn't.
(sigh) Maybe she'll do me for real next time.
Friday, September 14, 2018
Should Keep Track Of Ripoff Strippers
Just because I was out and about, I thought of stopping in at My Favorite Stripclub (Non-Cover Version) to re-familiarize myself to the regulars and the staff. Good time, as usual, although I'm still blown away that, with tip, the price of a regular cup of coffee there is more expensive than one I can get from Starbucks.
I still tip only two dollars on-stage. That's already more than the buck I initially gave out when I first when to that place. Nevertheless, it seems more and more (especially with the new strippers) that they are demanding five bucks whenever I come on stage. No fucking way. No. Fucking. Way. I am not made out of money, and besides, over the course of a shift, giving five bucks to four dancers is the same as getting a lap dance from one of them, and that's way more bang for the buck.
There are still strippers, God bless 'em, who will accept my two bucks, and gladly. That entices me to get LDs, which are $20, from them down the line. That's the way it works, and should work, for me: If you accept $2, you will occasionally get $20 from me. If you demand $5, you eventually will get $0. It's my principle.
Ever since more and more strippers have demanded five, I have mentally sought to make a list of those girls so that I know never to meet them on-stage. But I have never written them down. Never got around to it. And no, keeping a mental checklist does not work, because oftentimes I see the shift and wonder, "Hey, does that new girl with the unfamiliar name take $2 or $5?" And I take a guess, go up on-stage, and embarrass myself when the dancer demands five bucks, and that's when I recall her telling me the same thing on a night, say, two months back.
As of right now, I can remember, uh, three strippers who won't dance for less than two. I can remember their stripper names and what they look like. One of them was on shift when I popped in last night, and dutifully, I did not go on stage -- which, by the way, makes me the equal to the vast majority of guys there, so I refuse to be singled out for being "cheap" when most of the guys there don't go up to the stage at any moment while they nurse their drinks for the night. But there was this one girl, a blonde who's on the older side but still looks fucking hot, who I may have seen before and may or may not have rebuffed my two dollars.
Oh well, I thought ... time to see if she rejects me again, or for the first time, or, maybe, she'll surprise me and accept it. He-heh, I should have known better. I threw down my two dollars, and as she approached she stopped, looked at my meager contribution, and said, "It's a five-dollar minimum." That was bullshit, but to save face, I went into apoplectic apology mode: "Oh, I'm sorry. Here, why don't you just take this," I said, as I walked away, determined to remember her name and features so I never have to deal with that shit ever again.
I don't know what that woman is thinking. There were two other dancers there (both brunettes, if that means anything), and they gladly accepted my two dollars. One of them I have gotten lappers from once in a while; the other I got one from last night. Did she see that? Because that's the way it should work, and that's the way it will work as long as I'm going there.
Man, I really should write these names down so I don't have to get into such an awkward situation again.
I still tip only two dollars on-stage. That's already more than the buck I initially gave out when I first when to that place. Nevertheless, it seems more and more (especially with the new strippers) that they are demanding five bucks whenever I come on stage. No fucking way. No. Fucking. Way. I am not made out of money, and besides, over the course of a shift, giving five bucks to four dancers is the same as getting a lap dance from one of them, and that's way more bang for the buck.
There are still strippers, God bless 'em, who will accept my two bucks, and gladly. That entices me to get LDs, which are $20, from them down the line. That's the way it works, and should work, for me: If you accept $2, you will occasionally get $20 from me. If you demand $5, you eventually will get $0. It's my principle.
Ever since more and more strippers have demanded five, I have mentally sought to make a list of those girls so that I know never to meet them on-stage. But I have never written them down. Never got around to it. And no, keeping a mental checklist does not work, because oftentimes I see the shift and wonder, "Hey, does that new girl with the unfamiliar name take $2 or $5?" And I take a guess, go up on-stage, and embarrass myself when the dancer demands five bucks, and that's when I recall her telling me the same thing on a night, say, two months back.
As of right now, I can remember, uh, three strippers who won't dance for less than two. I can remember their stripper names and what they look like. One of them was on shift when I popped in last night, and dutifully, I did not go on stage -- which, by the way, makes me the equal to the vast majority of guys there, so I refuse to be singled out for being "cheap" when most of the guys there don't go up to the stage at any moment while they nurse their drinks for the night. But there was this one girl, a blonde who's on the older side but still looks fucking hot, who I may have seen before and may or may not have rebuffed my two dollars.
Oh well, I thought ... time to see if she rejects me again, or for the first time, or, maybe, she'll surprise me and accept it. He-heh, I should have known better. I threw down my two dollars, and as she approached she stopped, looked at my meager contribution, and said, "It's a five-dollar minimum." That was bullshit, but to save face, I went into apoplectic apology mode: "Oh, I'm sorry. Here, why don't you just take this," I said, as I walked away, determined to remember her name and features so I never have to deal with that shit ever again.
I don't know what that woman is thinking. There were two other dancers there (both brunettes, if that means anything), and they gladly accepted my two dollars. One of them I have gotten lappers from once in a while; the other I got one from last night. Did she see that? Because that's the way it should work, and that's the way it will work as long as I'm going there.
Man, I really should write these names down so I don't have to get into such an awkward situation again.
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Addendum To: Blindness?
Oh, and for the past few days both of my eyes have been red. I had blogged before about how only my left eye was bloodshot, and since this came just after my dick stopped pissing fire, I thought that this was the work of a virus that started in my genitals and then decided to squat in my left eye. Or, maybe I had pink eye. But now that both eyes are red ... well, maybe I have pink eye in both eyes, or the virus has spread to my right eye. Or, allergies are still pretty bad this time of year.
I don't know. I just looked in the mirror and both eyes are deep red. That may be why my vision is so blurry. But right now, since I'm otherwise healthy and feeling good, I think I'm going to ignore it.
I don't know. I just looked in the mirror and both eyes are deep red. That may be why my vision is so blurry. But right now, since I'm otherwise healthy and feeling good, I think I'm going to ignore it.
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Blindness?
Just for the record, ever since, oh, I realized I have needed new glasses (so ... the beginning of the year? Maybe?), sometimes my vision gets blurry. It has worsened since getting these new glasses, but I'm still believing that's because I'm still not used to looking through bifocals, and not because of any advanced vision malady, such as cataracts, glaucoma, or night blindness or something.
But, if it is something that bad ... well, I've noted it here.
But, if it is something that bad ... well, I've noted it here.
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
Should say that with everything that I've been busy with over the past week -- State Fair, my dick pain, my potential pink eye, the mix-up with watching our alma mater's game, working the Vikes game over the weekend, recuperating from working the Vikes game over the weekend, and using my free Hooters coupon -- I sort-of realized all throughout the week that this was the opening week at the U. If I wanted to go back to school, in all likelihood I would have needed to enroll these past five days ... ending yesterday/Monday.
I did not. Now, I have looked and there are some, like, online classes that may start whenever. But if I were serious about going back to school, I would have done something by now. And I did not do anything, therefore. ...
I did not. Now, I have looked and there are some, like, online classes that may start whenever. But if I were serious about going back to school, I would have done something by now. And I did not do anything, therefore. ...
Monday, September 10, 2018
The Weekly Minnesota Sports Survey
#-1: Vikings (Re-Entry!). Not a bad start. As a Vikes fan, I was really afraid that these guys would lose the season opener to the San Francisco 49ers at home. Why? Because they're the Vikings.
And the 24-16 win was not flawless, by no means. The inability for this team to put the screws into the Niners and absolutely dominate this game, especially after that pick-six about five minutes into the Third Quarter, is a familiar sight to many Vikes fans. But they won this game, and they have 15 more games to get even better. So let's look at the superlatives. First of all, Kirk Cousins looked very good. There were a couple precise strikes where I went, "Wow, how did he do that?" That includes this touchdown to Stefon Diggs, Cousins's 100th TD pass as a pro:
The offense did bog down in the Second Half, and that needs to be fixed. Also, and even though this didn't rear its ugly head yesterday, Case Kennum was very good when plans go awry and the O needed to improvise. Sure, Kennum bogged down late in the year, but Defenses remain good enough where I think being able to think on the fly is a requirement to succeed. I want to see Cousins scramble, at least tactically. Maybe that comes next week when the squad starts its first of two tough stretches in its schedule where they go to Lambeau and faceMethuselah Aaron Rodgers and the Green Bay Packers.
But let's end on a high note and praise that Defense, huh? Three Interceptions, including that Mike Hughes Interception Return For A Touchdown? Sweet. Jimmy Garoppolo suffers his first loss as San Francisco QB, even though he threw some spectacular passes? Even better. And Safety Harrison Smith (seven solo Tackles, two Tackles For Loss, one Sack, and one INT)? We need to start talking about Canton for him. He was freakin' everywhere.
#-2: Gopher football (Last Week: -1). As is the Golden Gopher football team's current lot in life, this game vs. Fresno St. was close. The U. was leading, 21-14, but late in the game the Bulldogs were driving. And then this happened:
Wow. Antoine Winfield, Jr., that was fucking impressive. You father, who could ball back in the day despite his relatively small stature, should be proud.
For that win-preserving pick, Winfield has been named B1G Defensive Player Of The Week. Congratulations also go out to Kicker Emmit Carpenter for becoming Big Ten Special Teams Player Of The Week. Hey, it could be worse than 2-0. And it should be 3-0 after Fleck & Co. beat Miami (OH) at TCF Bank Stadium Saturday afternoon.
#-3: Gopher soccer (Last Week: -4). This needs to be discussed. You can't park at Gopher soccer games anymore!
So I saw on Twitter from a friend that they had extreme trouble parking. What has happened, for years, is that there are a couple places relatively close to Elizabeth Lyle Robbie Stadium where you could park, for free, and you could walk to the stadium. One of them is Les Bolstad Golf Course, which is on the same grounds as Robbie; you could park in the lot and cut through the driving range to the entrance. What I do is park at Falcon Heights City Hall, walk through a tract of crops which I assume is owned by the University of Minnesota (the St. Paul Campus is just south of Robbie Stadium), then dodge traffic coming up and down Cleveland Ave. It's a pretty walk, and even if I didn't want to walk, I could get a shuttle provided by the U. to get to the front arch of the pitch. Simple -- and free.
But my friend tweeted out that those places were closed. Now, these were for the matches the side was playing during the Minnesota State Fair, so I thought that was the reason the golf course and the city hall was not open for parking. But he further stated that the U. gave him instruction for the places he could park -- and he was charged for parking. And not only that, it was for over ten bucks. Ten bucks?! What the hell? This is for a University of Minnesota soccer game!
Last week, realizing that the game vs. North Dakota St. was on a Friday and not a Thursday (even though I said in last week's WMNSS that the match was on Friday ... man, I don't know how my brain works sometimes, it was an oversight [I'm so going to develop Alzheimer's]), I scoured Twitter to see what the deal with parking is. And this is what I saw:
So City Hall is no-go and Bolstad, along with other new lots, now charge? And six bucks, at that?! Fuck no!
And so I sojourn out into the town of Falcon Heights for that most elusive of things, free parking. There is a residential zone east of Falcon Heights City Hall, and there were ample spaces, but I saw this sign (and I thought I would embed my first-ever personal photograph on WAF here, but I can't), and it was so damn confusing that I put my tail between my legs and left. I did find a street with that same exact sign, but since others were parked along that street, I figured it was safe to do so ... well, that or I would be able to commiserate getting my car towed with a few other strangers.
I guess that's The New Normal now: Residential street parking. It's a longer and a much less bucolic walk, but I'll take it -- assuming Falcon Heights lets me. I think there was some push-back from the city and from Bolstad officials into continuing to allow people to park for free. But I'm not sure if this drastic change, from very little charged parking to nearly total charged parking, is going to go over well -- especially for a non-revenue program that hasn't made a whole lot of noise so far in its existence. Now, this was for a Friday match. The Gophers host Northwestern Sunday, so maybe Falcon Heights will open up City Hall for parking on the weekend. But I'm not sure how many fans, diehard or casual, know about this new policy, and for those who got blindsided by it, I don't know how many will slough it off or just ... not go anymore.
As for on the field, the U. kicked ass over the Bison, 4-0. The club scored three Goals in the Second Half, all of them in 2:29. April Bockin braced; she "opened her account" for the year with those that brace, it was the first two of those three Second Half Goals, and she scored them just 24 Seconds apart. Nice!
So the squad ends the non-con on a high note. But let's be honest: The awesome goodwill from starting off the season 3-0 with two of those victories on the road were dashed with three straight losses, all of them at home, the most inexplicable of which was the 1-0 defeat to DePaul. That win over the Bison ended that streak, but the team now sits at a pedestrian 4-3, and so I don't think they have any margin for error as they begin conference play. They've got to run the table, I think.
They host Illinois Friday; probably will go to that game because I've been invited to a party around town that night. Then there is that aforementioned contest versus the Wildcats Sunday afternoon, playing at the same time as Vikes-Pack.
#-4: Twins (Last Week: -3). Truly irrelevant team this point of the year. So irrelevant that I wonder if I just stopped talking about them, would anyone notice?
Began the screening week getting swept at Houston. They were in Boston over the weekend and took two-of-three, the preview of possibly the American League Championship Series. Saw a photo of Fenway Park where a section of the stands were festooned in Astro orange. Not too long ago the Astros were terrible, losing 100 games or more. They were so bad that the organization got into a fight with cable companies over carriage fees for the sports network the owner of the Astros owned. But with tanking comes top draft picks, and credit to the Astros Front Office for drafting the right guys and building what is now a juggernaut that should be good for the next few years, at least.
The Twinks should take a page out of the Astros' playbook, or just take some Astros front office people. ESPN The Magazine lamented the latest manifestation of sabermetrics, tanking in order to get championship-caliber players, before the season started. The conclusion the essay came to is that baseball fans (what is left of them, anyway) have also realized that you have to stoop so low in order to rise so high. Losing 100+ games used to be cause for humiliation; now it's seen as a clear-the-brush tactic that will all but guarantee greatness in the future. And it's that clinging to hope, the willingness to being emasculated now because that will ensure (if not entitle) you to a pennant and more later, that makes being shitty not only no longer bad, but almost like a badge of honor. It is fucked up ... and totally right, as you can see by what the Astros have done. Do that, Twinks!
Lately, the squad has tried another sabermetric wrinkle, the "opener." This phenomenon serves as the opposite of the Closer. A reliever actually starts the game and, if he does his job, he will give his team about three Innings and one run through the opponent's starting lineup before the "scheduled Starting Pitcher" replaces him. With more Pitchers pitching fewer Innings, starters now frequently only go through the lineup twice before being pulled. If that's the case, how advantageous is it for a reliever to start the game? I mean, if a Pitcher has to see a batter twice, does it matter if he does it in the last two-thirds of the game and not the first two-thirds? Couldn't this all be solved just by getting damn good Pitchers?
Damn good Pitchers is not what the Twinks have, because when they've tried this "opener" idea, they've gotten shelled. Have no idea if they used it this screening week, but at the very least they won their series vs. Kansas City. I don't know if this works if you don't have arms worth a shit.
This week: I don't remember seeing the Yankees coming to Target Field this late in the season, but their three-game series starts Monday. The club then embarks on their final roadtrip, and their final long roadtrip, with four games at K.C. against the Royals.
#-5: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -2). It would be just like a Minnesota sports team to shit the bed just as they reached the pinnacle. Last Monday Minnesota reached #1 in the AVCA Top 25 the week just as they went to Palo Alto and drop back-to-back four-set matches to ranked Oregon and Stanford in the Big Ten/Pac-12 Challenge. Not the worst thing, of course, and I think it's good to face big opponents (and suffer losses) early in the year. But I wonder how far these guys will fall in the poll.
The final of four non-con weeks is back at Maturi. The Gopher Fall Classic (is this new? Is this made-up?) has the U. hosting Green Bay (Thursday) and Kansas St. (Saturday).
And the 24-16 win was not flawless, by no means. The inability for this team to put the screws into the Niners and absolutely dominate this game, especially after that pick-six about five minutes into the Third Quarter, is a familiar sight to many Vikes fans. But they won this game, and they have 15 more games to get even better. So let's look at the superlatives. First of all, Kirk Cousins looked very good. There were a couple precise strikes where I went, "Wow, how did he do that?" That includes this touchdown to Stefon Diggs, Cousins's 100th TD pass as a pro:
The offense did bog down in the Second Half, and that needs to be fixed. Also, and even though this didn't rear its ugly head yesterday, Case Kennum was very good when plans go awry and the O needed to improvise. Sure, Kennum bogged down late in the year, but Defenses remain good enough where I think being able to think on the fly is a requirement to succeed. I want to see Cousins scramble, at least tactically. Maybe that comes next week when the squad starts its first of two tough stretches in its schedule where they go to Lambeau and face
But let's end on a high note and praise that Defense, huh? Three Interceptions, including that Mike Hughes Interception Return For A Touchdown? Sweet. Jimmy Garoppolo suffers his first loss as San Francisco QB, even though he threw some spectacular passes? Even better. And Safety Harrison Smith (seven solo Tackles, two Tackles For Loss, one Sack, and one INT)? We need to start talking about Canton for him. He was freakin' everywhere.
#-2: Gopher football (Last Week: -1). As is the Golden Gopher football team's current lot in life, this game vs. Fresno St. was close. The U. was leading, 21-14, but late in the game the Bulldogs were driving. And then this happened:
We were trying to come up with a clever caption for this but...we'll just let @liltweeze26 and his interception do all the talking. pic.twitter.com/3xzZE2EC4I— Minnesota Football (@GopherFootball) September 9, 2018
Wow. Antoine Winfield, Jr., that was fucking impressive. You father, who could ball back in the day despite his relatively small stature, should be proud.
For that win-preserving pick, Winfield has been named B1G Defensive Player Of The Week. Congratulations also go out to Kicker Emmit Carpenter for becoming Big Ten Special Teams Player Of The Week. Hey, it could be worse than 2-0. And it should be 3-0 after Fleck & Co. beat Miami (OH) at TCF Bank Stadium Saturday afternoon.
#-3: Gopher soccer (Last Week: -4). This needs to be discussed. You can't park at Gopher soccer games anymore!
So I saw on Twitter from a friend that they had extreme trouble parking. What has happened, for years, is that there are a couple places relatively close to Elizabeth Lyle Robbie Stadium where you could park, for free, and you could walk to the stadium. One of them is Les Bolstad Golf Course, which is on the same grounds as Robbie; you could park in the lot and cut through the driving range to the entrance. What I do is park at Falcon Heights City Hall, walk through a tract of crops which I assume is owned by the University of Minnesota (the St. Paul Campus is just south of Robbie Stadium), then dodge traffic coming up and down Cleveland Ave. It's a pretty walk, and even if I didn't want to walk, I could get a shuttle provided by the U. to get to the front arch of the pitch. Simple -- and free.
But my friend tweeted out that those places were closed. Now, these were for the matches the side was playing during the Minnesota State Fair, so I thought that was the reason the golf course and the city hall was not open for parking. But he further stated that the U. gave him instruction for the places he could park -- and he was charged for parking. And not only that, it was for over ten bucks. Ten bucks?! What the hell? This is for a University of Minnesota soccer game!
Last week, realizing that the game vs. North Dakota St. was on a Friday and not a Thursday (even though I said in last week's WMNSS that the match was on Friday ... man, I don't know how my brain works sometimes, it was an oversight [I'm so going to develop Alzheimer's]), I scoured Twitter to see what the deal with parking is. And this is what I saw:
🚨PARKING UPDATE🚨— Minnesota Soccer (@GopherSoccer) September 7, 2018
Great news fans, additional parking lots have been opened! SC 175 has been added in addition with limited spots at the Les Bolstad Driving Range. Charges for lots noted by the $ symbol will be $6. pic.twitter.com/1dpHxxWbFT
So City Hall is no-go and Bolstad, along with other new lots, now charge? And six bucks, at that?! Fuck no!
And so I sojourn out into the town of Falcon Heights for that most elusive of things, free parking. There is a residential zone east of Falcon Heights City Hall, and there were ample spaces, but I saw this sign (and I thought I would embed my first-ever personal photograph on WAF here, but I can't), and it was so damn confusing that I put my tail between my legs and left. I did find a street with that same exact sign, but since others were parked along that street, I figured it was safe to do so ... well, that or I would be able to commiserate getting my car towed with a few other strangers.
I guess that's The New Normal now: Residential street parking. It's a longer and a much less bucolic walk, but I'll take it -- assuming Falcon Heights lets me. I think there was some push-back from the city and from Bolstad officials into continuing to allow people to park for free. But I'm not sure if this drastic change, from very little charged parking to nearly total charged parking, is going to go over well -- especially for a non-revenue program that hasn't made a whole lot of noise so far in its existence. Now, this was for a Friday match. The Gophers host Northwestern Sunday, so maybe Falcon Heights will open up City Hall for parking on the weekend. But I'm not sure how many fans, diehard or casual, know about this new policy, and for those who got blindsided by it, I don't know how many will slough it off or just ... not go anymore.
As for on the field, the U. kicked ass over the Bison, 4-0. The club scored three Goals in the Second Half, all of them in 2:29. April Bockin braced; she "opened her account" for the year with those that brace, it was the first two of those three Second Half Goals, and she scored them just 24 Seconds apart. Nice!
So the squad ends the non-con on a high note. But let's be honest: The awesome goodwill from starting off the season 3-0 with two of those victories on the road were dashed with three straight losses, all of them at home, the most inexplicable of which was the 1-0 defeat to DePaul. That win over the Bison ended that streak, but the team now sits at a pedestrian 4-3, and so I don't think they have any margin for error as they begin conference play. They've got to run the table, I think.
They host Illinois Friday; probably will go to that game because I've been invited to a party around town that night. Then there is that aforementioned contest versus the Wildcats Sunday afternoon, playing at the same time as Vikes-Pack.
#-4: Twins (Last Week: -3). Truly irrelevant team this point of the year. So irrelevant that I wonder if I just stopped talking about them, would anyone notice?
Began the screening week getting swept at Houston. They were in Boston over the weekend and took two-of-three, the preview of possibly the American League Championship Series. Saw a photo of Fenway Park where a section of the stands were festooned in Astro orange. Not too long ago the Astros were terrible, losing 100 games or more. They were so bad that the organization got into a fight with cable companies over carriage fees for the sports network the owner of the Astros owned. But with tanking comes top draft picks, and credit to the Astros Front Office for drafting the right guys and building what is now a juggernaut that should be good for the next few years, at least.
The Twinks should take a page out of the Astros' playbook, or just take some Astros front office people. ESPN The Magazine lamented the latest manifestation of sabermetrics, tanking in order to get championship-caliber players, before the season started. The conclusion the essay came to is that baseball fans (what is left of them, anyway) have also realized that you have to stoop so low in order to rise so high. Losing 100+ games used to be cause for humiliation; now it's seen as a clear-the-brush tactic that will all but guarantee greatness in the future. And it's that clinging to hope, the willingness to being emasculated now because that will ensure (if not entitle) you to a pennant and more later, that makes being shitty not only no longer bad, but almost like a badge of honor. It is fucked up ... and totally right, as you can see by what the Astros have done. Do that, Twinks!
Lately, the squad has tried another sabermetric wrinkle, the "opener." This phenomenon serves as the opposite of the Closer. A reliever actually starts the game and, if he does his job, he will give his team about three Innings and one run through the opponent's starting lineup before the "scheduled Starting Pitcher" replaces him. With more Pitchers pitching fewer Innings, starters now frequently only go through the lineup twice before being pulled. If that's the case, how advantageous is it for a reliever to start the game? I mean, if a Pitcher has to see a batter twice, does it matter if he does it in the last two-thirds of the game and not the first two-thirds? Couldn't this all be solved just by getting damn good Pitchers?
Damn good Pitchers is not what the Twinks have, because when they've tried this "opener" idea, they've gotten shelled. Have no idea if they used it this screening week, but at the very least they won their series vs. Kansas City. I don't know if this works if you don't have arms worth a shit.
This week: I don't remember seeing the Yankees coming to Target Field this late in the season, but their three-game series starts Monday. The club then embarks on their final roadtrip, and their final long roadtrip, with four games at K.C. against the Royals.
#-5: Gopher volleyball (Last Week: -2). It would be just like a Minnesota sports team to shit the bed just as they reached the pinnacle. Last Monday Minnesota reached #1 in the AVCA Top 25 the week just as they went to Palo Alto and drop back-to-back four-set matches to ranked Oregon and Stanford in the Big Ten/Pac-12 Challenge. Not the worst thing, of course, and I think it's good to face big opponents (and suffer losses) early in the year. But I wonder how far these guys will fall in the poll.
The final of four non-con weeks is back at Maturi. The Gopher Fall Classic (is this new? Is this made-up?) has the U. hosting Green Bay (Thursday) and Kansas St. (Saturday).
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