Yesterday was a pretty big day in sports. The baseball season officially kicked off for the Twins---in freezing 35 degree weather. How Vance Worley went without sleeves under his uniform blows my mind. It wasn't a great way to start the season as "The Boys" lost 4-2. I'd like to make every excuse in the world, including the fact that they squared off against Justin Verlander, but that really doesn't cut it. They had chances---a ton of 'em. Why they couldn't get them to payoff, I don't know.
On top of that, the Wild played and got absolutely crushed. Now I'm not as angry about that loss as I am about the Twins because they've had an absolutely ridiculous schedule over the past 10 days. Six games, a lot of them back to back, so I forgave them for it. Still, it made me very sad.
All this losing plus the freezing temperatures got me asking one simple question:
Why do the sports gods seem to hate us? Why, why, WHY?
Lets see: The only two teams I remotely care about during the spring months---The Wild and Twins lost in pretty bad fashion, plus it was 35-fricking-degrees----at a baseball game IN APRIL and there's till snow on the ground...Uh, note to Mother Nature: SPRING WAS SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN ON MARCH 20th, get with it lady.
As for the sports gods: What have us Minnesotans done to deserve the cruel fate of losing Every. Damn. Year. In. Every. Single. Sport. Now some losing streaks I can understand *cough* Gopher basketball *cough* and the Wolves, but the rest of them? No way! I guess I'll just get on my knees and apologize profusely. So, sports gods, I apologize, I really do! Now let us win, PLEASE!
All right, more later. Perhaps a second post sometime today or updates to my tabs, but for now, I'm off to crawl in a hole and cry over the weather.
Shine on Minnesota
ReplyDeleteShine on in the freezing cold lol.
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