Cleveland Falls Again While Boomer Enjoys Legend's Club

I was lucky to be the guest of a friend to a second Twins game v.s. Cleveland this week. Frankie was channeling his old self repeating his winning ways. He pitched shut out ball through the 7th inning. And I got to see my first night game Twins Home Run courtesy of Cuddy. Still not seeing the river flowing on the Minnie and Paul sign. Perhaps my expectations of what a flowing river looks like are not in line with what the planners had in mind.

This time my view was from the "members only" Legend's Club. For a mere one-time membership fee of $1K-$2K (depending on where your seats are and not counting the price of the seats) you can duck inside an enclosed concession area complete with tables, bars, memorabilia displays and huge photos of Twins legends. And for those who aren't satisfied with soft serve ice cream (what those of us in Section 320 are used to), you can pick a freshly made dessert from the rolling dessert tray.

While I don't want to disparage those who watch baseball from this view, I did note quite a few people hanging out inside the club area nursing their drinks at tables way, way away from any viewing area. And no one inside the club chimed in on Take Me Out to the Ball Game during the stretch, except me. I think I embarrassed my hosts just a bit. My bet is that many people in this section are using corporate seats. Because if you'd paid $55 a seat yourself, wouldn't you just have to sit in it? I hadn't intended to be inside at the time, but I was searching for hot chocolate. It was a bit chilly last night.

Speaking of chilly, I clapped most the evening with gloves on. Also had on my nifty new Twins coat. Definitely came in handy not only during the game but also during our bike ride to and from the game. If you can get there via bike, I definitely recommend it.

Twins Victorious Over Cleveland as Night Falls in Stadium

Our first night game at Target Field was a winning one. Slowey definitely had his stuff. So different from the bad Karma game (see earlier post). The Star Spangled Banner was sung by a classroom of youngsters. First time I've heard the high notes sung with so much enthusiasm. It surely started the game on the right note.

As you can see from the pics, the night view from our seats is beautiful. I took several shots to capture evening sky as it got darker and darker. No home run for the Twins tonight so I didn't get to see Minnie and Paul shaking hands over the river or home run fireworks against the dark sky over the scoreboard. Hard to believe Cleveland has been on a winning streak watching them play. Walks were abundant as the scoreboard brightly attested. A wild throw to home resulted in two Twins runs. Then for a little laughter, Cleveland had three players chasing a ball in the outfield and apparently no one called it. That little incident was in the paper so if you look at the Strib you'll see for yourself.

It's become pretty clear that foul balls up to section 320 are quite unlikely, maybe even impossible. And forget about getting a t-shirt from TC's mighty rifle.

I was a little surprised that our section was filled with quite a few new faces. I'm hoping for a little consistency to build some Section 320 commraderie. Not a "do the wave" group. Just one that can share a few asides or discoveries about our new stadium. Or here's an idea. We could begin an effort to get TC to come up to our level to shoot some T-shirts. Then I'll know the section is really gellin', just like the Twinkies.

Yowser! What a Day at the Park

Thanks to the generosity of our neighbors, Hubby and I went to Target Field again today. I kept thinking, "I love this day!"

What's not to love? It's the middle of the day and I'm sitting in the sunshine in left field watching the Twins clobber Boston. My man D-Span has finally broken through and gotten two hits. My t-shirt is now creating good karma. We biked again so didn't have to deal with any traffic and we found more bike racks. I thought I lost my peanuts, but then found them under the seat at the end of the game.

The only downside, the battery on my camera was out of juice so I don't have any cool pics to share. Trust me, it looked good.

And it's only APRIL!

Game One - The Role of Karma

Twins lost to Boston. But why, you may be asking. The naive among you may be thinking, "they got more runs than us, duh." Here's the real reason we lost. Bad karma. It's always bad karma. You just have to figure out where it's coming from and fix it.

My preparation for this first game began last week. I had to buy a new Twins shirt. Mine said Nathan on it and Nathan is out for the season.Hence not a good shirt. I chose Span as my new "special guy" and bought a T-shirt with his #2 and Span written on it. It may be too early to declare the shirt as having bad karma but it is my lead bad karma candidate. It did not have a good beginning. The sales guy tried to sell me an X-Large youth. I was particularly peeved since I have been working out and dieting and think I look good enough to assume a Large youth. And I was right. The large fits. So there, Mr. Salesman. Note all the Ladies shirts have Mauer's name on them. Just because he's a multi-millionaire and single is no reason to think it's the only shirt women want to wear. Though if I were just a few years younger and prettier and single-er, I might.

Now on to the game. Wearing my lucky Twins earrings (confirmed last season) and my new suspect D-Span shirt, Hubby and I embraced our "green" selves and biked to the stadium. We're actually just cheap, but being green is so in these days I'm claiming it. After chaining our bikes to a garbage can (all the racks were taken), we headed into the field.

We walked in. It was loud. And the game hadn't even started. Cool. But I digress from my bad karma analysis.

Although we'd been to the stadium for Open House, Hubby and I were still a little confused about the location of our seats. We kept climbing and climbing and climbing. Section 320 is way up high. (See photo.) Should have brought some kleenex for the nose bleeds. I'm yellin' to the guys on the field but I'm thinking they don't hear me. "I'm wearin' your shirt D-Span. Hit the darn ball!" He walked four times. He could not possibly have heard me. Acoustics could be a problem.

At 12:45 I went in search of my first hot dog of the season. The condiment corner did not have any onions, only mustard, ketchup and relish. This is a serious potential mistake that I'm hoping gets corrected soon.

At approximately 1:10 the first ever lightning to brighten up Target Field occurred. They'll be putting that one in the newspaper, so I want to make sure you read it hear first. It's my scoop.Then it rained. (See photo of groundscrew in action.) But the advantage of the nose bleed seats is that you are covered. Ha! Those folks with the $100 seats were running for cover. Ha! again. (See Hubby smiling.)

Over three hours later, we lost. There was a lot of stuff in-between, but you can read about that stuff in the paper.

So, as I said, bad karma was to blame. But I'm giving my D-Span shirt another chance tomorrow. Lack of onions is starting to sound pretty suspicious.