The Twins completed the longest homestand of the season, 11 games, on Sunday, and went 6-5 against Cleveland (3-1), the White Sox (2-2) and the Angels (1-2). This put them at 28-34 and, for non-mathematicians, that leaves Paul Molitor's club with 100 games to rescue a season that largely has been excitement-free.
Considering the magnitude of this 10 ½-week failure, I've been surprised at the modest amount of angst directed at the Twins from the local sporting public. Indifference seems to be far more in vogue that vitriol.
Part of that can be traced to baseball's ongoing decline with the population in general. For sure, the craft beer-and-food truck crowd finds baseball to be the Sad Old Game, and those consumers are lost forever (or the next World Series in Minnesota, which might be the same thing).
They are not alone. I hear "baseball is boring'' much more than I hear "the Twins are lousy'' when out amongst 'em.
I've found this to be quite a contrast to the recent Timberwolves season, where large numbers of fans – meaning, those with a general interest in Minnesota sports – would inform me of their complaints over our NBA team.
It was neck-and-neck as to whether they were more unhappy with coach Tom Thibodeau or the young, faded star, Andrew Wiggins, but they were unhappy to be sure.
The Timberwolves improved by 16 wins, to 47-35, and reached the playoffs for the first time since 2004, and the reaction received in public postings and a fair share of Twin Cities media outlets bordered on the hostile.
Charles Barkley and Chris Webber were also over-the-top in their bashing of Thibodeau and the Wolves. Chuck declared them to be the "dumbest team in basketball,'' although I think he offered that label to other units as the NBA playoffs worked their way to the inevitable Warriors' championship.