Noun, loanword from German; pleasure derived from the misfortune of others.
Miss Fortune has been the Twins' companion all season.
In tonight's seventh inning, they did kick up their heels and looked like they'd become the old Fighting Ferrets, ready to piranha out a come from behind win.
Drew Butera, owner of a .133 batting average, hit a two-run homer off Rick Porcello. Then, a typical Ferret rally: bunt single, hit by pitch, walk. But Al the Amazing, issuer of the free pass, struck out Trevor Plouffe to end the inning and keep the score at 4-2 Tigers.
Plouffe went pooffe, and therein lies the Twins' woes: guys no one's ever heard of, a collection of relief pitchers assembled via the Patch And Pray method, on the spot with the game on the line. They're 12-9 when leading after seven, and 17-37 overall. Twenty games under .500, one-third through the season.
After years of wins accomplished ferret style, with bottle caps, leftover pieces of wire, and bits of twine -- all of them, it seems, against the Tigers -- including and especially game 163 of 2009, let us not feel sorry for the Minnesota Twins. Let us, in fact, celebrate every visit by Miss Fortune to the Twins' side of the box score.
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