We're Gonna Win, Twins! We're Gonna Score!

Cheezy, I know. But I know every word to the fight song. (Not that it's obscure or anything--you hear it once, you've pretty much got it.) Hell, I know the words to a lot of the radio promos. My fave is the one from three years ago where they claimed that Doug Mientkiewicz had been the subject of a Schoolhouse Rock jingle. ("That's Doug Mientkiewicz, I said M-I-E-N-T-K-I-E-W-I-C-Z.") It was really catchy. Too bad Dougie got traded, but seeing as how he got a World Series ring and a multi-million dollar baseball out of the deal, I can't imagine that he's still bitter.

I'm watching the home opener here in Chicago, which stinks because I like to go to the Home Opener. Not to mention that the White Sox announcers are really damned annoying. Also that the Twins are currently behind.

I started getting excited about the season a few days ago, and I discovered the craziest damned thing. There are sports blogs. Many of them devoted to the Twins; among them is the hilariously affectionate Batgirl, maintained by novelist Anne Ursu and her husband, sister, and brother-in-law. (All together, now: Awwwwww.) I've not read Ursu's books, but I should, because this is great blogging. There are lots more Twins blogs, but I haven't found any as good as this one yet.

Now, back to the game. Torii, stop swinging at those inside pitches!