Everybody wants life and sports to be easy and worry-free, at least once in a while.
I checked in on the Twins' score not long after their regular-season home finale started Sunday, and it was already 6-0 Minnesota. "Ah," I said. "Finally, a game where everyone can relax and coast a little."
The Vikings were doing just that against the Raiders already. A worry-free day. Two Sunday hops for fans whose nerves have been a little frayed lately.
And of course, next time I checked the Royals had gotten five of those runs back and Martin Perez was being chased after getting just seven outs. A rotation with five solid starters for much of the season has just two right now. Randy Dobnak might be their third-best starter, and he's definitely their best Uber driver.
The Royals never did get the lead, and suddenly the Twins were up 12-6 heading into the ninth. Cruise control again. Finally everyone can relax for real, I thought, which definitely makes me a candidate for a "fool me once, shame on you … fool me twice, shame on me" scolding.
Fans' nerves were frayed all over again thanks to five ninth-inning walks. Alex Gordon up as the tying run? One swing away from a nightmare somehow even bigger than Saturday's final inning?
Gordon, of course, struck out, ending a 5-2 Twins homestand that was absolutely messy but ultimately satisfying in the big picture.
Maybe that's the just the way life and sports are meant to be?