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.