A common occurrence in lost seasons
In August & September of 2011, a very strange thing happened for the first time in my baseball-watching life: my desire to watch the Twins each night waned. A combined 13-41 record over those months meant it was my introduction to truly awful baseball. Sure, 2005 & 2007 were disappointing, but those squads still hung around .500. The last two months of ‘11? I’d turn the TV on each night and watch in a sort of stupor.
Kenneth...