The Metrodome will not let the Twins escape easily, even if it has to trap former Rookies of the Year inside its porcelain bowels for all eternity.
This is worst thing to happen inside a Metrodome restroom since ... The Unpleasantness. And no, I'm not talking the time Chris Carter made jambalaya on the hot plate he kept in his locker. That was a night the janitorial staff won't soon forget.
[Twitter, Via Randball]
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Barry P. will be here presently to rock you to sleep. Carry on, gentle citizens.