Monday, September 20, 2010

Bleeding maroon and gold isn't easy.


            For anyone who woke up in Minneapolis this morning, you can relate to the ‘ho-hum’ I initially felt.  It was gross.  Glum, foggy, misty day.  Heading to the Twins game tonight, it was exactly the weather I had not wanted to wake up to.  But—and I can only thank karma or a higher power for this—the sun has come out and it’s actually insanely beautiful out.  Which is why this will be a short-short blog.  I’ve got a baseball game to enjoy.
            So… anyone who knows me knows I love the Gophers.  In fact, last night I threw on some sweats to run some errands only to have the cashier at Holiday question my fashion choices.  “You’re awfully brave to wear Minnesota stuff after their embarrassing loss on Saturday.”
            Yes, it was embarrassing.  So embarrassing that I should have retired my maroon and gold for a while.  But—it’s been an embarrassing last couple of years. Forget losing to South Dakota and USC—those are just the most recent examples of the Gophers’—and Brewster’s—failures.  The program has been slumping since Glen Mason and the 2005 Gophers lost to Wisconsin on a blocked punt in the Metrodome.  Granted, we weren’t an exceptional program even then.  But we were decent.  We had just beat Michigan at the Big House and were ranked in the top 25—something a Gopher fan would remember five years later because it’s not a regular status for the mediocre Minnesota team.
            My point is, Minnesota is my team. Yes, losing sucks.  Being at the bottom of the Big Ten sucks.  But I went to Minnesota for a reason.  And I’d like to consider myself a true Gopher fan.  Am I kinda ‘over’ it?  You bet.  But does that mean I’m going to stop going to games and cheering on the team, even though it’s pretty likely that we are going to lose?  No.  Not a chance.  The Cubs—who are having a very sub-par season—have the highest tickets prices in the MLB because their fans go to games no matter what—a lesson Minnesota fans could take to heart.
            Minnesota is my team.  Even after I graduate and move away, maroon and gold will be two colors that regularly appear in my wardrobe.  Because at some point—and I pray this is true—the Gophers will get it together and I’ll be able to truthfully say I supported them the entire way.  We all have a choice when it comes to cheering on a team.  You don’t like the way Brewster does it?  Buy some red and cheer for the Badgers.  You wouldn’t be the first fair-weather fan to jump ship when things got rough.

Paul DeBettignies (@MNHeadhunter)--the only Gopher fan who loves the team more than me.


Introducing the besties to TCF Stadium.  You know they are true friends when they buy maroon and gold to support your team.  Love you, ladies.  :)

Monday, September 6, 2010

Bon voyage, summer. You were great.


            Summer’s officially over.  School starts tomorrow.  Sigh.  Giant sigh. 
            Don’t get me wrong—I’m really excited for fall.  Fall means college football is in full swing—road trips, tailgating, cold days and hot drinks at TCF Stadium.  It means our first play-off race in an outdoor stadium—Twins hoodies and blankets replacing flip-flops and tank tops.  It means Sunday Fundays and Vikings games—and good old Brett Favre in the sacred purple and gold.  Basically, fall is a sport fan’s dream.
            Summer 2010 was my dream.  Now that it’s officially in the books, I can confidently look back and say it was awesome.  Opening Target Field, following the Twins on the road, saying goodbye to Rosenblatt at the College World Series—it was a baseball fan’s dream summer.  And these are my some of my top moments.

1.  Rosen’s Sports Sunday @ Target Field.
            Last semester, I interned at WCCO-TV in the sports department and had the pleasure to work with Mark Rosen and Carry Clancy on the Rosen’s Sports Sunday show every week.  The night before the Twins’ home opener, we broadcasted the show from first base—I lucked out and was able to come along and help out.  I got dropped off at the player gates and was buzzed in, only I couldn’t find anyone to help me get out to the field.  I searched the back concourses for a sign of life and finally found someone in the Red Sox’s clubhouse, getting it ready for the next day’s big game.  He walked me to the Twins’ clubhouse, buzzed me, and directed me towards the field.  Then he left me alone in the Twins’ clubhouse the night before the home opener.
            It was amazing.  Plain and simple.  The Twins’ throw-back jerseys were all hanging up in the laundry room, just waiting for the players to come to the stadium the next day and pick them up.  I passed the infamous batting cage and pushed open the double doors—like I was instructed—and walked out into the Twins’ dugout.  It.  Was.  Amazing.  Absolutely breathtaking.  I honestly didn’t do anything.  Basically, I stood around and held a jersey that Kevin Smith had brought along—but it was still the coolest thing I’ve ever gotten to experience!  Besides Smith, Frank Quilici was along as a guest and getting to meet him was the icing on the already delicious Twins cake.  I didn’t get to go to the opening game and I was actually okay with it—because what I got to do was ten times better than just getting to see the game. 



2.  Meeting Harmon Killebrew
            My last day at WCCO was a Sunday.  I came in to help train in my replacement and help on Rosen’s Sports Sunday, like I usually did.  Carry hadn’t told me about our guest yet—finally, at about 9pm she broke the news.  “Oh Lindsay, you’ll need to print a form… we need one for Harmon.”
            Gulp.  That could only mean one thing.  Harmon Killebrew was going to be our guest on RSS that night.  No big deal.  My job all semester had been taking care of the guests—I had debated the SEC and Pac-10 with Ron Coomer and Henry Lake, talked Finland with Niklas Backstrom, and reminisced on the Missota Conference with Lindsay Whalen.   It was a sweet gig—and I mean this with no disrespect, but meeting Harmon trumped my entire semester of work.  He’s a class act and not only took pictures with everyone who asked but also gave me some sweet material to use for my sports trivia questions.  The highlight to my semester, it was the perfect way to go out—especially after I got to call my dad and tell him I met his childhood idol.

3.  College World Series in Omaha
            Read my last post.  Best sporting event I’ve ever been to.

4.  Kansas City Royals vs. Chicago White Sox
            You probably read that and went huh?  Trust me, I felt weird writing it.  But it’s true.  In the middle of August when it had been decided that either the Twins or the White Sox would be winning the AL Central, my friend and I went down to KC to visit a friend for a weekend.  Worked out well because the White Sox were in town to play the Royals at Kauffman and our friend scored us amazing tickets to all three games.  Friday’s game was rained out—okay, it was really a tsunami—so we were able to see a crazy double-header on Saturday.  Game one—11 innings of crazy baseball, including the 7th when Yuniesky Betancourt hit a 2-out grand slam to tie the game 5-5.  He brought in the winning run in the bottom of the 11th on a walk-off single, sending the entire stadium into hysterics.  Game one, Royals 6—White Sox 5.
            Game two didn’t start until around 10:30.  It went back and forth all game with Betancourt bringing in the tying run in the bottom of the ninth to send it into extra innings.  White Sox scored in the top of the 10th and the Royals couldn’t answer back—Chicago took game two 7-6. 
            Sunday was hot.  Excruciatingly hot.  But it didn’t matter.  We were smack dab behind home plate for game three of the craziest baseball series I have ever witnessed first hand.  The best part of the whole situation—the only clean clothes we had were Twins gear.  Yup, we wore Twins gear to Kauffman stadium sitting just twenty feet from the White Sox dugout.  And it was noticed.  Several times.  By not only Ozzie and his coaching staff but by actual players as well.  It was awesome—almost as awesome as the game, which went into extra innings with the Sox and the Royals tied 2-2.  Three baseball games, 31 innings, and two wins by the Royals—the last coming on a walk-off single by Jason Kendall in the bottom of the tenth.  

(I by no mean take credit for the Royals’ awesome wins that weekend, but I’ve got to think that our Twins spirit helped them out.   You can still send me a thank you note after the Twinks win the AL Central.)



5.  Minnesota Twins vs. Detroit Tigers (June 28)
            Not only did the Twins 11-4 win over the Tigers put us back in first place, it also happened to be the game when Denard Span showed Minnesota—and Major League Baseball—what he can do.  5 RBIs on 4 hits, including three crazy triples.  It was a game we needed to win and we did it in grand fashion.  Ironically, the team were battling for first was the Tigers—the team that’s currently 13 games out of the first place.