First of all, when I go to Target Field, I'm a paying customer. I buy tickets, sit in the stands, pay for the food and do the complete fan experience.
This isn't a sportswriter's blog.
To me, that's an important distinction. I covered bad baseball teams back in my writin' days and there's stuff that's incredibly interesting about seeing failures up close and from the inside -- and sharing what you see and hear with readers. I had a couple of Twins seasons filled with that kind of reporting.
As a fan, though, I don't want to see failure.
Worse yet, I don't want to see the kind of stumblebum effort and passive acceptance of failure that the Twins have shown lately. Last night was another example that makes me wonder how soon it could be until good seats are available right up until game time at Target Field.
The season has reached a point where, if I'm not at the ballpark, I'm using watching while doing something else -- or have the game on as background noise. Last night, Young219 and I watched the early carnage during a sports-bar supper. I know Brian Duensing is way off his game right now, but the give-up at-bats and the Twins' ability to turn mediocre opponents into dominant starters was equally galling.
And the Luke Hughes baserunning gaffe was another stunning display of doing little things horribly wrong.
I do my best to stay off Twitter during games, mostly because I don't feel like I have much to add to the conversation.
However, last night I felt compelled to ask: "Hey, #Twins, remember that people are paying to watch you guys, OK."
That's not in the family of tweets that gets posted at Target Field.
It felt a little bit stupid, just like the Twins must have felt when the "Never Surrender" video was played on the scoreboard before the ninth inning in Monday's loss.
I couldn't even join the excitement over Ben Revere's amazing catch in that game. Why? As I said to my friend Bruiser, who went to the game with me, "If he didn't misplay the fly ball earlier in the inning, that play wouldn't have happened."
The Orioles are 28 games under .500 in the American League East -- the worst record in the AL and the second worst in baseball. Does anyone want to argue that if the Twins played in the East -- with 18 games each against the Yankees, Red Sox, Rays and Jays -- they wouldn't be even worse?
I'm not happy being grumpy about baseball right now. I mean, I usually understand why Gardy acts out and gets ejected. But Monday night's performance just looked silly and hollow, like he was taking his grumpiness and asking, "Why bother?"
Count me among the fans who are waiting for someone at the top of the organization to acknowledge how messed up this season has been.
The passive acceptance of bad baseball needs to end.