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.