It was probably the sickest sports vacation of my life. I flew back home to MN on Sunday of that week, with tickets already purchased to see the Monday Night Football game with the Vikings with Favre going against the Packers for the first time after he switched sides. Mid-flight was when the MLB regular season ended and tiebreaker announced, quickly hit up the tix office and got a couple 3rd base, low-upper deck seats. Vikings won on monday, Twins won the best baseball game I've ever seen live on tuesday.
I do remember getting pissed off in the 10th inning, after the Tigers scored their run, then Twins tied it and should have won if fucking Nick Punto could hit a sac fly properly. I really was wanting another beer. Really should have brought a flask for that game.