You can ask Lauren, I was so angry halfway through the Twins game tonight I left the house and vowed not to return until I had burned off a little steam.
With the Mariners up 4-0 in the fourth, I angrily stormed out of the house and went to the gym where I could put the Twins out of my mind. There, I ran like a damn fool on the elliptical machine for 30 minutes, burning nearly 600 calories. I walked home and found the Twins down just 4-3, and was calmed down and able to watch the rest of the game.
It looked like a sure Mariner win though, as they tagged on another run in the 9th to make it 5-3. With the Twins down to their final strike with no one on base, they unbelievably managed three straight walks, an infield single, and then the big Alexi Casilla two-run single for the 6-5 win. I was speechless… I was without speech! Boy did I feel like a fool for angrily storming off just four innings earlier.
But that’s the way it goes. It hasn’t changed much in the last 16 years since I first began following the Twins. It also makes for an easier day at work, because if they lose, a dozen or so co-workers always come up to me and ask me why the team lost the night before and I have to try to explain it.