I'm so old

and watching a ball go over the right field fence, pre-baggy, on two hops.

watching chuck knoblauch cruise up to the stadium in his bitchin ’90 porsche.

watching bert blyleven pitch.

knowing that the infield has been worse than it was last year. must i remind you of Stahoviak- knoblauch (ok he was pretty good) mears-hollins

My earliest Twins memory is going to my first MLB game at the Dome, maybe ‘85, 86. I don’t remember a lick about the game, but I fondly remember collecting left-over plastic souvenir cups and the little Twins caps they served ice cream in. What a haul! How could people just leave those behind? I used those cups for years.

Gary Ward and his blue glove. Anyone with a blue glove must be good.

1957, my dad & uncle took me to a Senators/Yankees DH in Old Girffith Stadium, we were in the upper deck along the 3rd base line. Somebody hit a foul pop into the stands…everybody, except my dad stands up to attempt to catch it…obviously, if fell into my dad’s lap. I played with that baseball until the leather wore off.

Baseball related from very long ago:
When Topps bubble gum that came with the 5 cent pack of ball cards, tasted good.

When the best use of extra baseball cards was being clothes pinned to the spokes of wheels of our bicycles as we raced through the neighborhood.

wayback, thanks for the memories…

I remember listening to every game on the radio when I visited my grandparents in ND. We’d start off with “The Leadoff Man” with Sid Hartman, write the lineups down on a sheet of paper and keep score through the evening listening to Halsey Hall and Herb Carneal. On Sundays, we’d sit under the trees out at the farm listening to the game, since Sunday was a day of rest. Back in Ohio, if I stayed up late, I could usually pick up “WCCO, your nighttime neighbor to the nation,” starting about an hour and a half after sunset and listen to the remainder of the game. I remember having a sleep over with a neighbor friend who was a Red Sox fan and listening to a game on CCO. Once in a blue moon they’d be on NBC’s game of the week on Saturday afternoon. I remember playing wiffleball with one of my friends. We kept score like a real game. We’d write out our lineups. His team was the Tigers with Al Kaline and mine was the Twins. I remember the year Rod Carew stole home 7 times. I remember when Cesar Tovar, Rod Carew and Harmon Killebrew executed a triple steal. Those were the days, but the Orioles always killed us in the playoffs.

with the Cub Scouts in the late ’60s

But what makes me feel old is that this it the Twins 50th season of baseball in Minnesota and I was born the year they moved here!

I am so old, I remember going to a minor league game with my brother at Metropoitan Stadium before the Twins moved to Minnesota.