Today, the Twins completed a four-game sweep of the Royals, and I’m not even going to let myself be cynical about it.
So what if it was against a pretty bad team? So what if the Twins are still in last place? So what if they’re still 12.5 GAMES out in the division? So what if they’d still have to sweep the next SIX SERIES just to get above .500? So what if it was THE F**KING ROYALS and a year ago I would have never thought of it as ANY SORT OF REASONABLY NOTEWORTHY ACCOMPLISHMENT? SO WHAT IF EVEN A SLIGHT IMPROVEMENT MIGHT GIVE TWINS MANAGEMENT A FALSE SENSE OF HOPE, FOLLOWED BY THEIR TRADING KYLE GIBSON FOR A PROVEN CLOSER LIKE KYLE FARNSWORTH FOLLOWED BY THEIR SIGNING ALEXI CASILLA AND DREW BUTERA TO LIFETIME CONTRACT EXTENSIONS FOLLOWED BY THE TWINS BEING AWFUL FOREVER AND EVER?
No sir, no cynicism here. Just good ol’ fashioned motherf**king hope.
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Oh man, good stuff.
Hope, indeed.
They’d never do Gibson for Farnsworth straight up, tho. We’d have to throw in Carlos Gutierrez and cash considerations to swing a deal. That’s just how ol’ B.S. rolls.
Twins win, again, uncynically! Woo!
So, the team is on a roll. Time for old Billy go a-shoppin’ to give us that extra push. We can never have enough proven closers.
Ugh. I know it’s going to happen. UGH