The Twins returned to Target Field on Tuesday after a 10-day, nine-game West Coast road trip that might as well have been played in Siberia in the middle of the night.
Reporters entering the clubhouse for pregame interviews with players were greeted by almost blinding lights, much brighter than previously, which was helpful to those of us with poor eyesight.
Name tags for players would have been appropriate too, since, you know, most of us can’t watch the Twins on TV whether they’re home or on the road. So that’s what Kody Funderburk looks like.
The Twins are a good team, an entertaining team and most likely a playoff team, and I have never felt more disconnected from them and baseball than I do this season because of the ridiculous TV blackouts.
Out of sight, out of touch.
Those of us who kept a death grip on Comcast over cord-cutting are greeted by the purple screen from hell when flipping to Bally Sports North thanks to their impasse in contract negotiations. Cord-cutters who haven’t found loopholes are also out of luck with watching the Twins.
Only the fortunate folks with DirecTV and something called Fubo have visual proof of Carlos Correa’s brilliance. Unless, of course, you buy a ticket when the Twins are at home.
If I sound crabby, yes, I am. Frustration that I shared with Twins President Dave St. Peter during a visit to his Target Field booth before a game this week.