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I say if Workman keeps hitting cut bait on Torkelson sooner rather than later. This team has dillydallyed with Tork, the injury prone Meadows, Wenceel, Jahmai, Jung, and on and on.

Even sillier to portray a portray a Russian by speaking English in an English accent.

I'd be more embarassed by only clearing the mat by a foot vs a stiff swing. 😉

These Know Nothings conveniently forgot about 9/11. The only time Article V was invoked was in relationship to 9/11.

Guy shows up for his tee time 30 seconds late....gets penalized https://www.nytimes.com/athletic/7279705/2026/05/14/garrick-higgo-pga-championship-late-penalty/?source=user_shared_article&unlocked_article_code=1.ilA.zdrG.jM15Jlb1lWnp Dude shoots a 67.. To quote an old band director...."Early is on time, on time is late"

The bolder, aka the less careful, he gets with his rhetoric, the closer he believes he is to not needing voter or citizen approval anymore.

This, but also, more. There are the rest of us to deal with, too.

This is the only thing Trump promised that he ever even cared about. That whole affordability nonsense was to get votes from rubes who live in deep rural areas away from demographic groups they're are scared of, but who ultimately just live their lives out accepting whatever happens happens. He doesn't care about rubes like that. He cares about people who will take action and smash and grab things on his behalf. He's going to need those people back to help him later.

I learned about hard 'ch' in Italian when I got my Bianchi bicycle frame.

It's simply mind-bloggling that a public official, placed in office by voters, is allowed to elude access by the public for so long and without reasonable explanation or discovery.

Was at the last 2 games of the series, and some things really struck me seeing them in person: -- This is one of the worst defensive teams I've ever seen. Outside of McGonigle and Dingler, there's not a single guy who seems comfortable or a natural at their position -- This team has no identity. I get that with Skubal out that hurts, but there's not a single player, or team skill, or part of the lineup that opposing teams are concerned about or even aware of -- We need a full relief pitching overhaul. These guys are throwing batting practice out there, and I wouldn't be opposed to burning it all down and starting over

May 15, https://www.history.com/this-day-in-history/may-15?cmpid=email-hist-tdih-2026-0515-05152026&om_rid=&~campaign=hist-tdih-2026-0515 On this day in 1776, delegates to the Fifth Virginia Convention in Williamsburg voted unanimously to instruct delegates to the Continental Congress "to declare the United Colonies free and independent states absolved from all allegiance to or dependence upon the crown or parliament of Great Britain." Becoming the first Colony to do so

No government handouts for chuds!!!

The good news is those guys are a bunch of fat asses that are a 1/4 mile run away from a heart attak.

My son's thinking of the Woodbridge area.

Yes. I've always said Bruh-shetta... but with a bit of flair which makes it worse as I was just emphasizing how wrong I was. I can pronounce all the other things. My wife's best friend is Italian and I spent many days with old men speaking Italian. They came to Windsor in the 50's. Not sure why I never picked that one up.

We are less than a year out from “Chris Fetter is a genius”.

Only one of this top crop of prospects has graduated, and on that measure, it’s looking pretty good so far.

Brew-SKET-ta?

My first memory as a human on this Earth was how upset I was when i couldn't go to a 1972 Tiger playoff game that my brothers were going to. I came to love them about 1977. You never know when love begins. For me there was a strong need to escape into the game and away from the chaos of my home situation. I raged at those teams for losing and exulted in their wins.

I just watched that clip and I my allergies started acting up in my eyes. Stupid Allergies.

Saw your picture in the paper today and I couldn't believe my eyes Dead before your time, but so long beyond your prime Looking nothing like the memory from when I was a kid Golden hair flowing down, on your knees grooming the pitcher's mound And it's always 1976 The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks So many things that the years won't fix Always 1976 Always 1976 Set against a fading Motor City and Richard Nixon's shame A rock star had arrived, Fidrych comes alive! And I know that it's hardly fair to say you won't grow old But forgive me if I try to keep that faded image in my eyes And it's always 1976 The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks So many things that the years won't fix Always 1976 Always 1976 What does it say for the rest of us When our heroes die and leave us alone? What does it say for the rest of us When we wake up and find this bird has flown? And it's always 1976 The camera lies and the mirror plays tricks So many things that the years won't fix It's always 1976 Always 1976 Always 1976 Always 1976 Always 1976 Always 1976

By May 15, 1976 I was a pretty passive baseball fan. I was 11 years old I went to a few games with my dad. I collected baseball cards, but I really wasn't that into it. On that cloudy, cool Saturday my dad took me to a hardware store. Not a chain store, a really small and crowded store on Van Dyke south of 14 Mile Road. My dad was one of those guys that would want to talk shop with the hardware guy. Pretty boring for me. But while he was doing that, I stayed at the front of the store, where they had a little black and white TV. The Tiger game was on. There was this kid I'd never heard of pitching. Skinny and tall. All arms and legs and he was just kind of goofy-looking. Circling the mound after every out, getting down on his knee to pat down the mound. The catcher would throw the ball back to him and the next pitch would come right back. No pitch clock needed with this kid. One little, Two little, Nine little Indians made one out after another. I think my dad finally got done with the hardware guy and we left in the 5th inning. We lived 3 miles away. He made one quick stop at the store. I got home and turned on the TV and there was only two outs to go. The game was already over and that goofy kid was still pitching. Six weeks later the rest of the country was introduced to Mark Fidrych on Monday Night Baseball. In just six weeks the Tigers were selling out games he started and after that Monday night game - FIdrych was selling out road games too. He didn't even really know who Babe Ruth was. He was an instant Superstar, but he was genuine. It was innocence. It was real. He is the reason I fell in love with baseball. That Summer was wild. We had 3 All Stars (Fidrych, ,Ron LeFlore, Rusty Staub). The Bird started the game in Philly. I'll never forget the stats 19-9, 2.34. We thought it would last forever but it was over in less than 4 years. But I will never forget that Saturday - 50 years ago today - that changed my life. I'll never get tired of watching this clip. Here's the box score from that game. Wow 50 years man. Where the hell did it go? https://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/DET/DET197605150.shtml

I think uniforms are the least of our concerns this season.