Last year, a trip to see my beloved Minnesota Twins take on the New York Mets was a bone chilling experience. In the new outdoor stadium, a magnificent place to watch a ball game, was a little chilly on this spring day that seemed much more like winter. With highs that barely reached 40F and flurries in the air, the boys of summer were more like the boys of the Artic.
But they played ball nonetheless, and we watched them with gusto…and gloves.
As I was watching the game in the frigid air, it got me to thinking how this all might have sounded back on the farm, in the am radio that was tucked up in the rafters, as the voice of the Twins, Herb Carneal, who never lived to see the new stadium, might have done the play-by-play…
“Good afternoon everyone! This is Herr-rr-rr-rr-b Carr-rr-rr-rr-neal br-br-broasting live from this chilly April afternoon in the cold snowy heart of Twins territory.”
The Minnesota Twins are playing hockey…er…baseball today with the boys from the New York Mets who would probably rather be in New Jersey today then playing ball here, and you could say that here in this beautiful outdoor ballpark, one of the nicest in professional baseball today, they are turning blue with envy…well, actually just blue here today…
The Met’s actually have a few former players for the Twins on their team, a few players that came, thawed, and transferred. The temperature today is a brisk 37F at the start of gametime as the pitchers defrost in the bullpens.
There is a good crowd out there today that have come on to cheer on their Twins in this beautiful open air stadium. We should see a great game of baseball today as the snow comes down, this should be where the elite meet the sleet today.
We have about fifteen hundred fans in the stands today, where I’m sure many are cold, but few are frozen…and they are currently being treated by the crack medical staff from Fairview Hospital – and official sponsor of our Twins, and experts in hypothermia and frostbite..which will come in handy here this afternoon.
There is an additional five thousand fans packed into the bar above the first base line, about thirty-five hundred more than capacity.
Our designated hitter today is local boy Joe Mauer, who got his start right across the river and between the frostbite, the fans, and injuries, he is proving that if you survive in Minnesota, the rest of the world is easy.
There is a chill to the air as we watch a flock of geese heading north…no wait…that is definitely south here today.
With the anthem over and the players taking the field, they are knocking the ice of the bases and prepare for the opening pitch. Twins take to the outfield where they are saying it is time to glove it or leave it here today.
And with that, it’s time to pl-pl-pl-play b-b-b-b-b-ball!