"It's great to be young and a Yankee."

Well, score one for the Twins. Good for you.

Alright, so the weekend of bananas is over. And by bananas I mean that it was 2 whole days of a.) having to get decked out in a dress, b.) not seeing a second of the Yankee games, and c.) being so exhausted by day's end that I woke up on Sat/Sun/Mon mornings fully dressed, passed out on couch, all the lights on, etc. I'm still barely functioning today.

My legs are having a verrrry tough time moving me from Point A to Point B, even if those points are only 10 feet apart.

I mentioned yesterday that Saturday was my cousin's wedding. On Sunday, I missed the game on account of my youngest sister's college graduation.

It's actually probably not the worst thing in the world that I missed it, since I don't really know how I would have reacted to seeing Mo give up a salami.

It must've been like winning the world series for the Twins, who only knew what it was like to lose in the Bronx, never win, for the last 3 years.

So, me and the family are celebrating Amanda's graduation at the Water Club when this is all going down, and during my trip to the bathroom, I walk by the bar and see the Yanks up 3-1 in the 8th, and I'm pretty comfortable with that. It's not much of a lead, but it's enough to eek by the Twins and preserve our undefeatedness.

That's what convention would suggest, anyway.

But apparently, things got a little screwy sometime after I returned to my omelet and bloody Mary.

Mo inherits a bases loaded, 2 out situation. One more out and we're in the clear. How hard could that be?

ROARRR.

First he walks in a run, which I don't wholly fault him with, since, I mean, it's quite a mess Joba left him with, and it's not gonna be necessarily cleaned up with one rag.

Then he pitches, and I didn't see it, so I'm not entirely sure this is what it is, but I'd be willing to bet it was somewhere in the neighborhood of a 91 mph cutter. And Jason Kubel placed that ball squarely in HR territory, giving the Twins a 6-3 lead, and a chance to cut their bajillion game losing streak against NY.

As Gardenshire said, "You probably should have recorded that. Take pictures. It's probably not something you will see often."

Hopefully something I will never have to see again, either.

The stats kept rolling in:

• Broke Mo's 51 straight converted save opportunities home, which tied the league record set by Gagne
• 1st salami of Mo since Bill Selby's game-ending shot for Cleveland on July 14, 2002
• Mo hadn't allowed a run in 11 innings this year.
• 4th career bases-loaded walk, his 1st since May 6, 2005

But Gardenshire puts up the most ridiculous one of all:

"As far as I'm concerned, we're 1-0 against the Yankees in our last one game played. We'll construe the numbers any way we want now."

He's having a lot of confusion about this whole numbers thing.

Our offense was decent, but any time Randy Winn is the main bat, you know it's going nowhere good. Tex, Jorge, Pena, and Winn led the charge, (our catchers as a whole are just lighting it up these days).

Actually, in the bottom of the 9th, I really thought the Yanks had just set it up so we could pie off it up. Especially with 2 on and no outs, and the top of the order coming up. Winn and Pena reached on singles. Then Rauch struck out Jeter and Gardner. 2 outs, 2 on, Tex up. And c'mon, you know you were thinking the same thing I was, as I was listening to the final inning in the car on the way home to my apartment.

Tex gets on.

Arod comes up.

2 outs, and bases loaded. A grand slam to win it, our first walk off.

It was too perfect, it HAD to happen.

Except it didn't.

Tex whiffs looking, game over.

Twins win.

Bring on Boston.