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Joe Pohlad and the Pohlad family aren’t just a disgrace to baseball, they’re a stain on the entire state of Minnesota.
Their story starts in the Great Depression, not as scrappy underdogs, but as profiteers who made their fortune foreclosing on homes of desperate families who had lost everything. From day one, they were taking from the poor to enrich the rich, and that ethos has never left them.
For decades, the Pohlads have been infamously cheap, demanding that Minnesota’s taxpayers and fans foot the bill for their every whim. They’re not savvy businesspeople, they’re parasites.
In the early 2000s, they nearly let the Twins die. Attendance was down, they refused to invest, and the team was on the chopping block to be contracted alongside the Expos. The only thing that saved the franchise was a court injunction forcing them to honor their Metrodome lease.
By 2006, they convinced Minnesota to cover seventy-five percent of Target Field’s cost. A billion-dollar family, holding out its hand to working-class Minnesotans and demanding payment.
Fast forward to 2016, Jim Pohlad hires Derek Falvey to modernize the organization. For a moment, there was hope. Player development technology, advanced analytics, and a revamped coaching staff started to pay off. By 2019, the Twins won 100 games. By 2023, they broke their playoff curse. The arrow was pointing up.
Then Joe Pohlad took over, and steered the ship straight into the iceberg. He “right-sized” the team, gutted investments in talent and infrastructure, and erased the analytical and developmental edge the Twins had built.
By July 31, 2025, the gut punch landed: an all-time pathetic trade deadline where they dumped eleven players in a payroll purge disguised as a “fresh start.” It wasn’t a reset, it was a surrender.
The final hope Twins fans clung to was the idea that the Pohlads might finally sell. Now we know they won’t.
Joe Pohlad, and the rest of your dynasty of leeches, you are nothing more than generational thieves. You take from people who make less than you, give back nothing, and expect them to be grateful. Minnesota doesn’t owe you thanks. Minnesota owes you the door.
Fuck you, Pohlad family.
To one of my favorite Timberwolves’ of all-time…
Nickeil Alexander-Walker, thank you for giving your all every game. Always ready. Always available for every single game.
You gave everything to the Wolves organization, and the fanbase will never forget it!
Thank you NAW! ❤️
Get off @Jaboowins back. This man is the best teammate I’ve ever had. Loves this city, this game and embodies everything you can ask for in a leader. Was a rare situation and we all take responsibility. Nobody thought it would get blown out of proportion. Also f*ck the falcons
@DobbsSzn “By 6 points” 🤡 lions win 1 of the next two and it clinches without that win. “Only took” the Vikings failure has nothing to do with the Lions success but be a typical Vikings fan and cry on twitter
So all the Saints need to do to earn a playoffs seed is beat two teams that they lost to already this year and hope a 2-13 Panthers team gets its third win in the season finale. I have no doubt the NFL’s 152nd-winningest head coach is up to the task.
@DaveyHaddy@MNTwinsZealot “Gold gloves gotta mean something” as in Yadier was miles ahead of Mauer behind the plate. This has nothing to do with anybody else
Dick Bremer has been the voice of summer my entire life. He wasn’t perfect, but like a great friend, he was always there. I am going to miss this man’s voice when I turn on the Twins next spring. It will not feel like Twins baseball without Dick Bremer telling the story.
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