Being in support of something does not necessarily mean you will be happy if it happens.
A whole lot of people -- columnists, analysts, bloggers, pundits, fans -- thought the honorable thing to do, with the Twins out of contention, would be to move Jim Thome and give him a final chance at winning a title. I can't speak for anyone else, but the news that he's leaving the Twins is just about the saddest thing I could have heard, despite knowing it was coming, and even despite knowing it was the right thing to do.
It's the final nail in the lid on a dreadful Twins season -- arguably the most disappointing of all 51 seasons. With 32 games left to play, the joy of watching a great hitter and future Hall-of-Famer has been excised. I can only imagine how it will feel to be in that clubhouse today.
Opening Day, 2011
We're left wondering and pondering what might have been if the Twins had been able to field their major league team this year. That's the scenario where Thome hits number 600 at Target Field during a hot streak in May, and the team rides the adrenaline bump all the way to October.
But I'm also left remembering what it was like to watch Thome come to town as an Indian and thinking how great it would be to have this guy in our line-up. When he first became a free agent in 2002, we even had a moment of imagining him in a Twins uniform. We never seriously thought it would happen (he signed with the Phillies for $12M per year), but we dreamed a little.
Now we've had the guy in town for the better part of two years, and what we imagined about him all turned out to be true. Even as a declining player, he proved his worth, and more.
Slugger. Clubhouse guy. Humble. Professional. Hard-working. Smart. Serious. Funny. Leader. Fine example. Great human.
In 2002, the Twins were still four years away from their ballpark deal, and it was no sure thing. So I've also been wondering how things might have been different if that original 1997 proposal had passed. You remember that one: Retro ballpark on the river with retractable roof. If the deal had gotten done, it would have opened in 2001 or 2002 and the Twins would have been flush with cash at just the moment the perfect potential Twin came on the free agent market.
The Oh's were a great decade for the franchise, but it's easy to imagine how the addition of someone like Thome might have pushed the Twins over that post-season hump.
Woulda. Coulda. Shoulda.
We're left to be thankful for the time he's been a Twin. During his tenure, he's taken 5% of the total ABs, but hit 17% of the homers. Without him, the Twins power numbers would be almost non-existant. He led the team in SLG last year, and only Cuddyer is better this year (by .009). (UPDATE: Aaron Gleeman fills in some more of Thome's amazing numbers.)
His effect on a crumbling clubhouse can't really be measured, but steady veteran leadership has been known to lift flailing teams in the past. Admittedly, he's been absent from the team for big chunks of time this year, but the knowledge that he was a weapon due to return has to have had some positive effect.
In the end, it's a minor miracle of circumstance that Thome became a Twin at all. We can be thankful for that. And I'm happy that I already have tickets for the Cleveland series to get a chance to make some noise when he comes to the plate (and hits a homer off one of our September call-ups).
And I can't think of anybody better in all of baseball to have traipsed up to the most distant seat in Target Field just to hold up a Killebrew jersey.
I'll leave you with a hopeful thought: It's still possible to find joy in each individual contest. Doing so involves forgetting about the standings and the out-of-town scoreboard. And what happened yesterday. And who is pitching, or available out of the bullpen. And who is hitting or what their batting averages are. And who is catching, or where Joe Mauer is standing.
Essentially, we fans now have to do pretty much exactly what the players have to do every day of every season.
OK, that's not a very hopeful thought after all. It's a big step down from what we've become accustomed to. But it puts a few things in perspective.
It's still true that any nine-inning game in which 20 or more of the finest players in the world participate is a beautiful thing. (Feel free to insert a snide comment here about some of the lesser-known names which are sure to grace our starting line-ups.)
Of course, this is a defense mechanism only, designed to make using already-purchased tickets more palatable. (I have three more games on my schedule, including 3-year-old Truman's first time to TF tomorrow.)
This approach does not constitute a proposed new marketing strategy. "2012 Twins: Enjoy Today's Game Because It Don't Mean Squat" will probably not work to sell tickets. We're going to need some real hope, and something exciting to watch.
We used to have that, remember?
P.S. Gee, I wonder if there will be any players like that on the free agent market after the season ends...
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"You talk about the magic, the aura, but what really makes a stadium is the fans. Concrete doesn't talk back to you. Chairs don't talk back to you. It's the people who are there, day in, day out, that makes the place magic."
– Bernie Williams
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Here we are waiting for the first train to arrive at the station (Nov 14).
Photo by Tyler Wycoff
As mentioned earlier, one of the best climate-controlled views of construction is from the 7th floor elevator lobby in the A ramp. (That's Noah getting his first glimpse of the new ballpark.)
This design has a rather generic quality to it, but they appear to have considered the B garage. Though it isn't part of the model, they've clearly left room for it.
Though there's nothing there now, you have to believe they'll find a way to add a party deck up there at some point.
How many times did we water down our field as kids? More times than we played games, that's for sure!
In March, we were still only imagining baseball through those windows.
JohnW provides this shot of a construction barricade on First Avenue
I never think of Rod Carew as a first baseman. But he was.
The plate marker is just to the left.
The rendering which excited a fan base! (Inset is an enlargement of the pictured neon sculpture.)
Larry DiVito, mowing
Serious home dugout work in progress.
Let's be honest and say that this promenade, which will face the HERC plant, won't be the most exciting part of the streetscape. It has to be provided for circulation reasons, but there won't be much to see unless vendors and other attractions take root here.
Approach in the A ramp to the skywalk over Seventh
Lunch break at the top spot. (Grandstand)
Ben took this picture of me (carrying my mostly useless camera) and Twins rep Chris Iles down by the admin building
Legends Club seats feature in-seat service
Larry DiVito, mowing
A spectacular golden hour
Yep, that's real grass down there, son.
Here's a closer look at the bullpen area. It's hard to tell for sure, but I think there is still an opening to the concourse right above.
Viewed from the A ramp.
The official ballpark development area
Roped off for the LRT crowd
Window area sketched by the limestone
The sculpture on which millions of kids will one day pose.
Here's another look at the Oliva gate.
Wood-backed seats viewed through gate 6
At left, across the tracks by that pile of dirt is where the Northstar commuter train platform will be built, and where Twins fans will apparently NOT be able to get a train after night games. (For reference, that's the Fifth Street bridge, with the ballpark site just beyond it. The east corner of Ford Centre is just visible at the right edge of the picture.)
Instrument of evil.
Photo by Tyler Wycoff
The scoreboard terminates the view on Fifth Street as seen from Hennepin
This is the last hope for so-called knot-hole views. I'm skeptical.