5-19-12 (vs. Minnesota)
Saturday was originally going to be just Victoria and myself but a mutual friend, Megan, called and said she had gotten tickets. Megan was another Gilman House resident during the ’05-’06 school year at UW-Madison. Victoria and Megan stayed in the dorms during their sophomore year and became roommates for the ’06-’07 school year. Megan just graduated from UW’s pharmacy school, and she’s going to be working at the VA hospital in Madison as a pharmacist. Megan is a twin, and it just so happens that her boyfriend is also a twin. Her boyfriend Alex, however, is a Twins fan (he’s from Minnesota). He lives in Madison and is working towards his doctorate degree in engineering. I will give him credit though; he pays for the MLB.TV service so he can stream the Twins games. Even though they’re the enemy six games a year, I can respect his fan-hood.
Megan and Alex met Victoria in Madison, I met them in Johnson Creek, and we rode to Milwaukee together. Alex’s brother Mike, who was in town for Megan’s graduation, was driving separately since he was flying back to California on Sunday. Alex and Mike wound up in the general parking lot because they thought that’s what we had, so they had to walk over and meet us in the Braves Lot. We had a few beers and before heading in we had a passerby take a picture for us. Going left to right it’s Megan, myself, Victoria, Alex, and Mike.
We went to the upper deck together since that was where the three of them were sitting, but parted ways as we headed over to section 440 for the last picture from the terrace level. It’s going to get a lot more tricky to get a good picture from the loge level. Mainly because 20 minutes before the game there will be many more people in the front row of the loge level than there are in the terrace.
Victoria and I then made our way down to section 221 and got situated for the game. We did make sure to stop by and say hi to the Ice Man (the beer vendor), and Bill (the friendly usher above section 216).
The game got underway and it started out nicely, as Yovani Gallardo retired the first three Twins in order, and only needed nine pitches to do so. There wasn’t any scoring until the fourth inning, when the Twins pushed one across via the sacrifice fly. The Brewers answered in the bottom half after Nyjer Morgan singled, stole second, then eventually scored on a Lucroy single. The Twins scored a solo run in the sixth on another sacrifice fly. The Brewers answered again with a run in the bottom of the sixth on a Ryan Braun RBI single.
Solo runs by the Twins in the seventh and eighth inning gave them a 4-2 lead, and things were looking bleak. Aramis Ramiriz came through in the clutch with a two out, two-run home run in the bottom of the eighth. The game went to extras after both teams failed to score in the ninth, but the Twins got a home run in the top of the eleventh, and the Brewers went quietly in the bottom of the inning. It was exciting towards the end, and nice to see that the Crew fought back, but a loss is a loss, and the losing streak has reached four games now. Final Score: Twins 5 – Brewers 4.
Greinke is on the hill tomorrow and I’m hoping he can be the stopper once again. This last picture was taken when Lucroy was coming to the plate in the bottom of the sixth. The sun was coming through the windows on the first base side in the upper deck, and created some nice long shadows on the field.
I missed two pitches during the game, and although it’s upsetting, it makes sense. The same thing had happened earlier in the year, and old habits are hard to break. In the past, when I would see the first pitch of an intentional walk, I would let my eyes wander until after he reached base, because I knew what was happening, and didn’t need to watch it. I did that twice at this game, starting with the 1-0 pitch to Morneau in the top of the sixth. Apparently I didn’t learn my lesson because I did the same thing in the bottom half, when Lucroy was intentionally walked to get to the struggling Rickie Weeks.
That’s all for now. Tomorrow is a new day and I’m holding out hope that the boys can turn it around.