It's not over 'til it's over. It's not over 'til the fat lady sings. By the transitive property of cliches, it's not over until the fat lady says it's over.
In baseball, there is a simpler way to discern when the competitive portion of your team's season has concluded than consulting ancient aphorisms. It's not over until math says it is.
Math and only math is the grim reaper. Math and only math can hammer a nail in the proverbial coffin, or wield the oft-referenced dagger.
Today, after a peaceful 8-1 victory over the Angels at Target Field on Sunday, the Twins are mathematically alive in the American League playoff race. Mathematical proof of life is more important than all of the negative circumstances that have conspired against the Twins this week — an ill-timed losing streak, injuries, lack of clutch plays, a burned-out bullpen.
Across town, the Vikings were winning a game that felt urgent, in a stadium filled with fans reflecting that urgency. At Target Field in downtown, the Twins ended a five-game losing streak in front of an announced crowd of 25,302 that was alternately quiet, cheerful and distracted.
The fans did the wave. The Twins ensured that they didn't yet need to wave goodbye.
In early August, Tyler Duffey, one of the Twins' less-celebrated prospects, made his major league debut, and the Toronto Blue Jays scored six runs in two innings off him.
In early August, Torii Hunter was in the midst of a midseason slump that hinted the 40-year-old outfielder might be nearing the end of his career, or at least his effectiveness.