We're trying the second half clean slate approach and it's taking a little while to settle in. In the mean time ... this is dedicated to any struggling member of the Twins' starting rotation. Sung to the tune of the 1992 duet "Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough" featuring Patty Smyth and Don Henley (song below for reference). Also, programming note: We'll have Stu's Hunt Down later and a final post of the day, but that's probably it for a light Friday.

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I don't want you to lose
but I don't want you to use me
just to have somebody to call a fan.

I don't want to hate you,
I don't want to take you

but I don't want to see six run innings go to waste.

And that don't really matter to anyone anymore.
But like a fool I keep expecting first place
and I keep seeing you kicking my face

(Chorus)

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's your rotation you can't trust.
There's a reason why people cover their eyes.
Baby, sometimes, seven runs just aint enough.

Now, management could maybe change you
I'm trying not to blame just you.
Baby, you alone don't have to take the fall.
Yes, you may have hurt me, but you did not desert me.
You say you just left some pitches up.

It makes a sound like thunder
When opponents hit your pitches.
And like a fool who will never see the truth,
I keep thinking something's gonna change.

(Chorus)

But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's your rotation you can't trust.
There's a reason why people cover their eyes.
Baby, sometimes, seven runs just aint enough.

And there's no way to get that big third out
when there are men on base and you're all alone.
Are there pitches you wanted to throw?
And do you hear me screaming up in the stands,
wishing I could take the ball out of your hand?

And there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's a reliable lead you can't touch.
There's a reason why people don't stay in the starting five.
Baby, sometimes, seven runs just ain't enough.

Baby, sometimes, seven runs ... it just ain't enough.
Oh, Oh, Oh, No