Bonderman good! Everyone happy! Magglio makes the ball lie down at his feet and do pushups and run off and get him his evening cup of tea! Tigers fans everywhere heave a huge sigh of pleasantly vindicated relief.
Then the offense gets a look at John Lackey and runs screaming like little girls in the other direction and Tigers fans everywhere look sufferingly up at the sky and say, “Oh right, this again.”
It was bound to happen, though. If you’re winning close games, you’re going to start losing games. I realize how utterly stupid that sounds, but it’s true enough of the Tigers.
Anyways, sorry it’s been a bit slow around here lately. I’ve been in the midst of FINALS, which get all caps for how horrible they were, and MOVE OUT, which is a special kind of terror all its own. I’m now at my grandmother’s house and her computer is using Windows, which makes using the internet a bit like hitting a dead squirrel with a blunt stick.
I’ll be at Comerica Park tonight to watch Nate take on Brad Radke, and you had best believe I’ll have a good solid ton of photos to show for it, but I’m driving back to MA Saturday, so you’ll probably have to wait until I can hook my computer into the internet again on Sunday to see them. We’re sitting on the first base side this time, for those of you who were immediately concerned that I’d just be shooting Brandon Inge again.