I haven’t seen the Twins win a game that I’ve gone to since… like 1998 at the latest, probably more like 1996, and the first two or three games I went to this summer the Twins continued to lose. My brother told me that if the Twins lost this game, and it wasn’t like a gem (2006? NL Cy Young pitcher Brandon Webb was pitching against us, so if he threw a Cy Young caliber game, it wasn’t my fault) then my brother wouldn’t let me go to any more Twins games. I told him that if he wouldn’t let me go to any more because I was cursed, then he would have to buy me season tickets to the Spurs because the Timberwolves always win whenever I’m at a basketball game, whether the Timberwolves are there too or not. He agreed.
I went with my old elementary school friend, Sean Gamlin, who I hadn’t seen since I came back to visit in 8th grade. He brought his girlfriend who he breaks up with about once or twice a month apparently (they’ve already broken up twice since I’ve been here). She’s pretty cool too, and it was good to know that my being gone for all these years didn’t destroy our friendship like it did with my former best friend, Deej. I’ll probably talk about that more on another day.
Anyway, the Twins finally won! My curse is broken! Thank god! Unfortunately this means I have to keep paying for Twins tickets, rather than getting Spurs tickets for free. Oh well. I hate the Spurs anyway, it isn’t as fun to cheer against the home crowd.
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