Hey, so the season is over and Joe Mauer, while still undecided, sure seems to be retiring. After yesterday’s amazing farewell, It still doesn’t feel real that the next Twins game I watch might not contain Joe. This is so sad, that even I am unable to really come up with any horrible goofy jokes and bad puns for this article.
And that’s saying something.
- Zack Pierce of the Athletic (Subscription required but now’s a good time to nab that free trial!) writes about how Joe basically lived every Minnesota kids dream. It is a pretty great reminder of how special, and rare, it is for something like this to happen the way it happened.
I know as a young girl I dreamed of playing for the Twins, but I also dreamed of ripping my brain out and shoving it in a spaceship so I could be a sassy on-board A.I of the first manned interstellar mission, so I don’t know how normal my dreams were.
- Who might we see at first base next year? Well according to minor league ball at some point it should be Brent Rooker.
- Willians Astudillo is the gift that keeps on giving, but he’s also an outlier among outliers and might just be the single strangest player I’ve seen. Imagine for a second that baseball players were all apples. Most would be red and sweet, some would be green and sour. Hell, a handful would even be yellow. Astudillo? He’d be a gourd.
- Zone Coverage’s Tom Schreier looks at a handful of players who should be part of the future going in to an off-season full of question marks.
- Jose Berrios wants to be the player the Twins build around. He might just have the best chance of becoming a genuine ace of any Twins pitcher post-Johan.
Today’s soundtrack is my mood.