Baseball's Home Run Derby, otherwise known as the ''I couldn't get a ticket to the All-Star Game consolation exhibition,'' is scheduled for Monday night at Target Field, unless it snows.
To prompt a brief interruption in our embrace of all things All-Star, this must be noted: The Home Run Derby often stinks.
Too often it represents everything that is wrong with baseball: It's long, redundant, filled with dead time, rewards steroid users and can include lethal doses of Chris Berman.
There are only three ways in which a Home Run Derby becomes worth the time:
1. It occurs in your home ballpark.
2. A player with local ties wins it.
3. All entrants are so saturated with performance-enhancing drugs that they can smack the ball out with their eyebrows.
We're lucky. On Monday night, we've got a shot at two of those. Or more.