Six hours before game time seems like an eternity. I’ve been up since 4 AM and already gone to my clinic for the blood draw for my yearly physical, walked 2 miles in the botanical garden in the foothills outside town, looked a magnificent coastal great horned owl in the eye,
and eaten two meals. I’m primed for a game and watching other teams on MLB TV is a poor substitute for the Tigers. I’m really Jonesing now that I can watch games again.