Skunks

Living in a city for the past five years, I had forgotten just how badly skunks can smell. But the woods behind my current apartment complex are full of them. A few weeks ago, an apparently angry skunk released his stench just outside my window and it was so strong it actually kept me awake. Had it just been a one time odor, I would have been okay with it. But I've smelled skunk on average three or four times a week since moving here. However, it's never been as bad as it is right now.

Walking outside to retrieve something from my car a few minutes ago, I heard some rustling in the trees. Suddenly, out wandered three relatives of Pepe Le Pew heading towards the pile of discarded furniture and trash from today's many move-outs. Playing it cool, I attempted to avoid these furry fellows as much as possible. But the neighbor's cat, who was apparently hanging out somewhere nearby, must have had other ideas. I had already passed them at this point, so I didn't see what transpired next, but the result was a loud hiss, a terrified cat bolting across the lawn, and one heck of a hideous stench.

I usually enjoy the outdoors. Really, I do. But I'm not enjoying this one bit.

Twins 5, Tigers 2

Me at Comerica

For the second game of the night, I switched sides of the field. It seems that by doing so, I also transferred luck to the visiting team -- or maybe it was all the roster changes. The Twins starting pitcher in game 2, Scott Baker, wasn't even on the roster for the afternoon game, as he had just been called up from AAA. In the meantime, outfielder Michael Ryan was sent down. The Tigers made a similar move between games, calling up their starter, Justin Verlander, while sending down infielder Kevin Hooper. To make things even more confusing, both pitchers were immediately sent back to the minors after the game, while the Twins' Terry Tiffee and Detroit's Vic Darenbourg were called up. Both teams had line-up changes involving their catchers as well -- Joe Mauer moved to DH while Mike Redmond caught for the Twins, and Pudge Rodriguez, injured in the first game, was replaced by Vance Wilson.

Just prior to the national anthem, the announcer remarked, "Ladies and gentlemen, please rise and gentlemen, remove your caps." What a gender specific order! Well, being that I am certainly not a gentleman (and some might argue that I'm not much of a lady), I left my cap on.

John McDonald leads off after an 8th inning single

The top and bottom of the first inning were nearly identical -- Joe Mauer hit an RBI double to score Nick Punto for the Twins and Magglio Ordonez hit an RBI double to score Curtis Granderson for the Tigers. The matching scorecards continued in the second, with both teams going 1-2-3. In the third, Shannon Stewart's single kept the Twins from going 1-2-3 the way the Tigers did, but the halves of the scorecard really diverged in the 4th.

After Hunter and Jones singled, Justin Morneau hit an RBI double to start off the inning. Mike Redmond tried to follow in Morneau's shoes by stretching his two RBI single into a double, but he was tagged out in a 9-3-6-3 rundown. Justin Morneau continued to add runs for the Twins by taking the first pitch of the sixth inning deep, putting the Twins up 5-1. In the meantime, Scott Baker pitched an outstanding game, giving up only five hits over seven innings.

The final score, as displayed on the Tigers scoreboard

The Tigers tried to mount a rally in the bottom of the 7th, scoring one run on a walk and two singles. With two on and one out, Vance Wilson came to the plate in an at-bat that has been talked about on Detroit sports radio for two days. Wilson is currently batting a meager .145, and the armchair managers around Detroit have been lambasting manager Alan Trammell for leaving him in in such a crucial situation. "Pudge could have caught two innings! Brandon Inge can catch!" they cry. But as a Twins fan, I'm glad Trammell left him in. The first pitch of Wilson's at bat: 6-4-3, double play, inning over, rally quashed. The Tigers had only one hit in the rest of the game, and the Twins were victorious, 5-2.

This was the first game where I saw someone other than myself keeping score. A young girl and her friend sitting next to me had the scorecard from the program open. Her father, upon seeing my own more elaborate scorebook, told me that he had a standing offer of $5 to his kids if they could ever completely score a game without missing a batter. I let the girl (maybe 12, 13 years old) pick up any batter she missed from my scorebook. But alas, the father decided that that was cheating, as she would have easily missed at least two batters without my help. After the game, someone won a car, and we were treated to a half-hour of fireworks being shot off right behind second base. All in all, a good day.

Twins 1, Tigers 2

Joe Mauer on second after his 7th inning double

For the first time this season, I went to a game in which I was actively rooting against the hometeam. Thus, it was quite the disappointment when the hometeam won. Thanks to construction on I-94, which I didn't know about beforehand, I arrived at the game 10 minutes late, and bought my outfield grandstand tickets from a scalper the box office. I missed the top of the first, although I figured out what I missed from the jumbotron in later innings. Ahh, Lew Ford grounded out to the pitcher in the first -- I'll score it a 1-3. But the seats were decent -- 11th row from the field, just behind third base.

The Tigers scored early on three singles in the bottom of the second. Omar Infante got the RBI off a single scoring Magglio Ordonez from second. The game remained a pitchers duel until the top of the 7th. Joe Mauer, former quarterback for the Cretin-Derham Hall football team that clobbered my own Wayzata High School Trojans by some ridiculous score on their way to a state title, led off the seventh with a double. He scored two batters later on a Jacque Jones single.

Bronze statue of legendary Tigers first baseman Hammerin' Hank Greenberg

The Twins defense looked good at the start of the bottom on the 7th. Juan Castro laid out for diving catch at shortstop to keep Omar Infante from getting on base. (I wasn't fast enough to snap a picture.) But on the very next pitch, Curtis Granderson homered deep to right field, regaining the Tiger lead. Carlos Silva recovered and struck out Brandon Inge on six pitches to end the inning, but the damage had been done. The Twins never recovered and the final score remained 2-1.

The remaining play of note happened during Jacque Jones's at bat in the bottom of the ninth. On the first pitch, Jones fouled straight back and the ball glanced off of catcher Pudge Rodriguez's shoulder. The game stopped while the trainer came out to take a look, but eventually Pudge stayed in the game. However, he was not back in the line-up for the second game of the night, a roster move that may have cost the Tigers the second game.

Since this was the first game of a day-night double header, I had three and a half hours to kill between games. I spent the first hour wandering around the stadium. Like SBC Park in San Francisco, Comerica Park opened in 2000. Both stadiums have large bronze statues of their team's former great players.

The Tigers merry-go-round - $2 a ride!

In comparison with Fenway, the oldest stadium still in use (1912), both of these newer stadiums come with attractions not directly related to the baseball game taking place on the field. SBC Park has the Coca-Cola Superslide and Little Giants Park, a miniature ballfield for kids to run around in. Comerica has a beer garden, a ferris wheel with carts shaped like baseballs, and a Detroit Tigers merry-go-round. I toyed with the idea of spending $2 on a ride, but I eventually decided against it. After all, I came to see some baseball, not play on an amusement park.

In order to make sure we bought two tickets clean between games, the staff at Comerica required us to leave the stadium and not re-enter until 5:30. I bought my tickets for the second game, wandered around downtown Detroit for a bit, and ate at the first air-conditioned restaurant I could find -- the Hard Rock Cafe. After a dinner of chili and a rootbeer float, I returned to Comerica for the second game of the evening...

Double Header

Today was my first ever major league double header. The Twins and the Tigers split a pair of games at Comerica Park and I was in the stands for both games. My original plan for the weekend was to go to Chicago and see the Red Sox shut out the White Sox (well, okay, I didn't know it was going to be a shutout). However, after a phone conversation in which my mother expressed concerns about me hanging out in the south side of Chicago alone and my father pointed out that my beloved Twinkies are in Detroit this weekend, plans changed. What sealed the deal is that the Red Sox will be in Detroit in a few weeks, so I can catch the Good Sox then, without having to give money to the Evil Sox. Besides, despite what my father believes, I maintain that I am a Twins fan first and Red Sox fan second. It's just that it's a close second.

Prior to today's games, I bought a new scorebook. It's just so much nicer than scoring out of a program. I even left blank pages at the front so that I can transfer my program-scored games into it. Unfortunately, I think the scoring from the game I saw with Amrys and Mike is lost forever with the old scorebook. It does occur to me that I could recreate it with the MLB radio archived broadcast, and perhaps I shall.

The actual game reports will have to wait until tomorrow. But there will be pictures, so it will be worth the wait.

Edit: All pictures from both games are posted here.

What kind of swimming?

Recently, my apartment complex has started planning community events and announcing them on multi-colored flyers posted on bulletin boards that I generally ignore on my way upstairs. But as I checked my mail today, one of the announcements caught my eye:

New in July! Midnight Swimming on Fridays!

I thought that was a nice idea, given the recent heatwave we've been suffering through. But then I read the fine print below it:

Pool will remain open until 11 pm on Fridays in July.

So I'm confused -- why call it "Midnight Swimming" if it's not actually open at midnight?

Rhyming Headline

From an e-mail from the always amusing Adam Glassman:

For the last few days, I've been telling people I'm waiting for this headline:

"Rove Shamed, In Flames; Same Claims Framed in 'Who Named Plame?' Blame Game"

Home Run Derby: Part II

I reclaimed the television for the final round of the Home Run Derby. But I was reduced to radio for David Ortiz's three homer performance in the semi-finals that eliminated him. It's too bad home runs don't carry over from round to round, or it would have been Abreu and Ortiz in the final. On the other hand, with the first round going the way it did, the second round would have been moot.

Abreu was on fire tonight -- 41 total homeruns, more than double his nearest competitors (Ortiz and Pudge Rodriguez had 20 each). Granted, the homerun derby doesn't actually count for anything, but it was still an impressive display.

But more importantly, I learned an interesting piece of baseball trivia tonight: Twins legend and Hall of Famer Harmon Killebrew is the man behind the silhouette in the MLB logo.

Also, I had a mild epiphany during interviews with Varitek, Ortiz, and Damon and I would like to officially declare the following: David Ortiz is my favorite active MLB player and my two favorite all time teams are the 2004 Red Sox and the 1991 Minnesota Twins. (The 1987 Twins are close, but there's too much overlap between them and the 1991 Twins for me to consider them a separate team.) I suppose there's a bit of stating the obvious in that.

Home Run Derby: Part I

First of all, a public service announcement... I fudged the date of these new entries, so they're not on top.

I spent the first half of the evening watching the Homerun Derby at home, despite it taking place only 45 minutes away. I entered my name in the lottery to win tickets four times - one for each game I went to this season, minus the Oakland game - but didn't win. At the Oakland game, I was chivalrous enough to let Anand enter his name, but he didn't win either. (And believe me, if he had won the pair of tickets, I would have been the one going with him.) My roommate has claimed the television from 10 to 11 to watch some TV show that I'm not remotely interested in. But luckily, I have my subscription to MLB radio to help to follow the Derby -- which appears to be about 30 seconds behind ESPN's TV coverage.

Bobby Abreu dominated the first round, opening the derby with a 30+ minute display that resulted in 24 homeruns. That's six more homeruns than he has thus far in the regular season and four more than his 2003 season total. Unfortunately for Abreu, the homers don't carry over and he has no advantage going into the remaining rounds.

The other dominating performance in the opening round was my man, the 1996 Midwest League All Star Game Home Run Derby Champion, David Ortiz, who hit 17. During Ortiz's turn, Al Michaels was interviewing Jason Varitek. "Do you remember him vaguely as a Minnesota Twin before he came to Boston?" Why, yes, yes I do! Which brings an Erin-Rhode-superstition to mind... way back when, I was a first baseman in Minnesota, before moving to Boston. I then proceeded to attract three Minnesota first basemen to move to Boston with me: David Ortiz, Doug Mientkiewicz, and David McCarty. The question now becomes, will this trend continue now that I've moved to Michigan? Is there a Detroit-Boston trade involving Kevin Millar in the works?

Bed

I've finished my bed and put the pictures up here. The "light red" (which is pinker than I actually wanted) is mostly hidden underneath the mattress. Overall, I'm pleased with the result. I've only put up half of the top bunk (no mattress) and it makes an excellent shelf. I'm temporarily putting my computer up there. It's an ideal location for watching movies on the monitor as I fall asleep.

Baby Sox

According to this article, we're only just now beginning to see some of the results of the Red Sox World Series victory last fall. Nine months after the win, couples who opted to celebrate in a less destructive way than rioting are beginning to see the fruits of their celebration. A number of them are considering naming their newborn Sox fans Tim, Pedrina, or Papi, a theme that bears striking resemblance to a number of vows I made during the 2003 playoffs. (For those not around at the time, should I have three sons, I am bound to naming them Derek (Lowe), David (Ortiz), and Todd (Walker)... or maybe I am supposed to marry Todd Walker and have two sons. It's hard to remember.)

The question really becomes, years from now when the babies are old enough to comprehend these things, will they be told the reason for their conception, or will they just have to figure it out on their own? Although being named Trot or Manny might be a giveaway. (As a fun exercise, take your birthday, go back nine months and see if it's on or near any sort of meaningful date for your parents -- I land right around my mother's birthday.)

Sandra Day O'Connor

Just got an e-mail from Planned Parenthood... Sandra Day O'Connor resigned from the Supreme Court today.

This is when I start to get nervous about Bush being in the White House.