IdahoBert

They absolutely have to stop banging into each other when they’re trying to catch balls in the outfield or just beyond the skin of the infield

I began this season with mild interest, that eventually escalated into despair, and then hope, then amazement, and finally tonight with gratitude. The unexpected nature of this makes this particular outcome gratifying in ways that are incomparable in my 64 years as a fan. There’s been a lot of high points too numerous to recount, but this is really special and unequaled in how this team seemingly rose from the ashes.

Right back at you, Mark.

It looks like they just doused Chris Ilitch. It was a smaller slender guy in a white shirt.

I hope none of these guys get pulled over on the way home tonight.

Told ya

3 more.

44,000 plus. Wow.

Thank You!😍

OK Tork, do sumthun

Wild pitch by pitcher Fraser Ellard. Matt Vierling scores.

Don’t strike out or hit into a double play Riley

Andy Ibáñez doubles (9) on a sharp line drive to center fielder Dominic Fletcher. Andy Ibáñez to 3rd. Andy Ibáñez advances to 3rd, on a fielding error

Please sir, I want some more…. runs..

Tork walks the second time they’re pitching to him like he’s Ted Williams.

Tork bomb would be welcome.

ChiSox not going down w/o a fight.

Zach DeLoach homers (1) on a fly ball to right field

Loaded for Sweeney.

Thus far this game is underwhelming.

Oh no, more driveway weather. Crap.

For me, there’s something about the synergy of this team, where every player is utilized to their maximum ability, which exceeds the historic exploits of this year‘s great stars. It’s like the Tigers have discovered a baseball version cold fusion that actually works.

I can’t lecture anyone who faces this slam dunk series with some trepidation. Because nothing is for certain. But we have earned the right to be hopeful. It’s even an obligation. This team is its own fierce beast. It is not haunted by the spirit of previous clubs which have either charmed or dismayed us. All of that is in our heads, and none of that is in their’s. They live in an eternal present of their own making, with its own pulse, tempos, and potential that exceeds anything of our own manufacture, but which does in some mysterious fashion, feed upon our enthusiasm. They are an assemblage of new players led by a forward-looking staff and upper-management which daily creates and re-creates its own internal reality, its own energies of propulsion. They are a whole that is greater than the sum of its parts. They are not obligated to carry or endure the burdens of our past. If that were the case, this recent miracle would never have occurred. Because it is no “miracle.” It has been done on purpose. It is completely intentional. Our memories of previous failures do not pierce the bubble in which these 26 young men and their leaders thrive. But they do in some mysterious manner feed off our hope. They have surprised and delighted us for the last 40+ games and we are honored to savor the dignity of their unique momentum wherever it takes us. LET THE GAMES BEGIN!

The Tigers are going to go all Lawrence of Arabia on the White Sox and take no prisoners. You can book it.

Florida Man Wins