Twins - 4White Sox - 3
The Sox batters failed to hit some dude named "Jeff Manship" today, and Jon Rauch picked up the win for the Twins after they tallied a run in the bottom of the 9th. John... Rauch... I think I might... puke.
No... Wait... Nope. I'm good. No. Wait a second here.
Yep. I definitely vomited in my own mouth.
Beckham and Alexei decided they wanted to hit it long today. Live the dream.
GRINDER RULE #67: the less baserunners you have on for a home run, the better.
As further evidence of the impending end of days, Podsednik made a great catch on a scalded gapper hit back towards the right centerfield wall, outstretching at full extension and sliding on his stomach after he snagged the ball. He also got on base three times and stole hisself a bag. In further developments, he proceeded to douche a routine fly ball because he lost it in the ceiling. So, in total, he can go fuck himself.
Somebody please explain this to me: if these games are taking place in a climate-controlled environment, how can it consistently rain shit whenever the White Sox play there?
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