The Twins were in Yankee Stadium in 2007 for a four-game series that carried over to the Fourth of July. Alex Rodriguez pulled up lame late in the first game. The Yankees announced that the injury was a strained left hamstring, and there was speculation in the New York newspapers that he would miss a few games.
That surely would have been the case if the player was a regular for the Twins. We would have heard: "Well, there are only six days until the All-Star break, and that could give him three more days, and, boy, 10 days off and this vital cog in our lineup should be ready to go."
The Yankees don't see things that way. A-Rod was in the lineup the next night at third base. He looked gimpy and again left late in the game for a defensive replacement. So, on the afternoon of the Fourth, he was the designated hitter.
There have been a few things to get on the nerves of a Twins follower during this successful decade -- and not all are tied to postseason ineptitude.
There's the battle cry that Twins starters "pitch to contact," as if this is an asset, rather than being a euphemism for, "He's another guy with a mediocre fastball."
There's also the assurance -- most frequently from local telecasters -- that the Twins play great defense, even as the number of catchable balls falling among their outfielders rivals that of the St. Paul Saints'.
You can still hear the Twins being saluted as wise and aggressive baserunners, when stupid and slow-footed is closer to the truth. This is now a team with one above-average baserunner in Joe Mauer.
None of these matters is No. 1 on a list of personal agitations. What drives me nuts is the ease with which Twins regulars come out of the lineup.