When it rains, it pours. Roars? No, pours (sadly).


illustration by Samara Pearlstein

Nineteen inning games that go on for hours and hours and hours and end in tragedy? Multiple players hitting the DL at once? Verlander’s shoulder getting so sore that he has to jam his tender limb-bits into an MRI? Getting bumped from the top spot in the division by Kansas City, of all teams? Losing, and losing, and losing some more?

Apocalyptic rainstorms that dump so much water on the Metro Detroit area that basements are soaked and roads are flooded and all cats are sodden and sad?

Truly these are unpleasant times.

If you’re in the flood zones, stay safe, watch out for mold, and I hope your damage was not too great. If you’re in Toledo, I hope you’ve recovered from your own water-based drama, and have laid in a store of bottled water to last you a month. If you’re a member of the Detroit Tigers… please stop the deluge.

3 responses to “When it rains, it pours. Roars? No, pours (sadly).

  1. Amen. The poor play, like the rain, will pass.

  2. And the sun will come out tomorrow! I love ya tomorrow, it’s only a day away! Tigers turn-around day, starring home cook in’ and their own beds! Hoping for the very best welcome home cheers!

  3. I love you!

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