Angels Two Games up on the Twins


Since last I blogged about them, the Angels have won two more games in their quest for the American League pennant.

Random observations: I couldn't agree more with Doug Krikorian's comment in today's Press Telegram: "I enjoy watching David Eckstein play baseball, since he plays it so smartly and resourcefully and joyfully. . . ." He's got that Pete Rose Charlie Hustle attitude. When he makes contact with the ball, he's racing for first base. None of that lost-cause-loping that Someone Else (who shall remain nameless) is guilty of. And who would've gotten on base at least once if he'd been running all out from the git-go -- because the easy-out ball was dropped by the fielder.

Alex Ochoa earned his keep in the outfield tonight. Switiching him out with Tim Salmon seemed a good move; a man with an injured leg probably couldn't have made at least one of those crucial outs that Ochoa made.

It's hard to root agains the Twins. All those Polish and Hispanic names; the whole team could be Catholic. And they keep showing Pierzynski crossing himself as he comes up to the plate. I'm getting a complex here. One has to keep bearing in mind that Mike Scioscia is an RC. He attended Assumption parish in Claremont when he played for the Dodgers. Says so in this week's Tidings. And, anyway, the Twins fans seem like such decent folks. Yankees fans act like they eat small children for breakfast. It's easy to wish a loss on them. But Twins fans are good folks who drove all the way down from North Dakota (I mean, North Dakota, fer cryin' out loud) to see their team. What kind of a low-lfie wants to wish any more misery into their lives? I use the principal of double effect here. One only wants the Angels to win. Desolate Twins fans is not the primary effect desired from the game, merely an unintended consequence. You never know when Aquinas will come in handy.