When I go someplace where ordinary people are talking about the Tigers the experience is depressingly facile. We are the citadel of the saved compared to places like that. 21 years of rubbing shoulders with people who actually know stuff makes Hooterville hard to endure.
Those last two wins were addictively transcendent. I imagine this is what Keith Richards feels when he runs out of heroin and even the methadone clinic is closed late at night.
Win tomorrow and it’ll make it a 4–3 road trip thus far. Then going to Colorado where we are bound to win at least two games for a 6–4 road trip. Oh my heck, that’s pretty darn good.
When I watched the minute and a half replay on MLB of that eight run top of the 9th last night, the cheers and crowd noise were almost as loud as a home game.