Santana, Bonser, Silva, and the bullpen have been good to great but are rarely, if ever bailed out when they aren’t. On a daily basis the starters and pen walk a knife edge ridge where one missed step to the left or right leads to a freefall of terminal velocity.
Like a good novel, this baseball season will have a number of chapters that all fit together as a means to the end. To date, the reading has been a little redundant, yet ironically hard to follow at the same time, but certainly captivating enough to keep turning the pages. Forest Gump’s mom often said “life is like a box of chocolates….”, great analogy but it’s not entirely true, in life there are subtle signs to what lies ahead if you know what to look for. By the way, as the world went about its business yesterday, the Twins quietly balanced the win/loss column on a beautiful, June, West Coast, week day afternoon much like they did about a year ago. To most it's just one meaningless win in a season of many, to others it’s a sign. So here we go again…………Twins 29-29, all square and ready to go on a tear.
Carlos Silva (rear) tries to lead a gaggle
of Twins pitchers to victory during his start
in Oakland earlier this season.