Twins.

I wanted to avoid mention of the anniversary of the events of 9/11/01, and was instead, going to write about taking the family to see the Minnesota Twins play some superb baseball yesterday (12-1 win over 1st place team Detroit Tigers).

But as soon as I wrote "Twins" it made me think of the Twin Towers that came crashing down. And so let me pay quick tribute to the families of those who lost their lives, as well as to the "survivors" of the disaster. Those who were there and who did not lose their lives, have not been unscathed. My pal Eddie was in the unit of firefighters that was the first on the scene. He lived, and I think of him often, when I think of 9/11, and wonder how he is doing. The last I heard, through friends, via his wife, is that he often had nightmares. Here's hoping that he and his family (his oldest, like mine, would have entered 6th grade this year) are all well.

And so... on to the Minnesota Twins.

I took the family, along with some friends, to the Minnesota Twins ball game yesterday. What a great game to see! The Twins looked unstoppable. I can't remember the last time I saw so many actual hits a single baseball game. They looked as though they could do anything that they wanted with their bats. Triples? What...were there three? (Or were there only two, I can't even remember now.) And home runs? There were ... none. That's right. A game in which the Twins scored 12 runs, and not a single home-run. That's awesome hitting. As I heard on the TV later that night, it's that kind of offensive that has the Twins as a feared post-season opponent -- they don't rely on a couple of power hitters to get the runs in.

A great game to see.

Go Twins!