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Just had a chance to peek in at the game. Maybe it would’ve been better when they clinched that they had partied like they were a Mormon softball team.

It’s a mercy killing.

I will miss the entirety of this game because I have other plans for today of hanging out with a good friend and going to a play, so hopefully the absence of my mojo, which is sometimes beneficial, will prevail.

All these TBS games will be on MAX.

That wasn’t pleasant but stuff happens. Maybe our guys were not so much overconfident but instead a little too loose and sometimes looseness plays in your favor other times it doesn’t. I have no idea, but I’m not gonna lose significant sleep over this. Bragging rights over this year‘s Sox are not exactly a unique commodity.

Wash, rinse, repeat at least sort of, in the 5th.

Let’s score 6 runs in the bottom of the fourth and call the game after 4 1/2 like we were the Yankees or something. I’m kidding.

That water pooling on the warning track is really ominous.

Jobe not fielding like the 2006 World Series Tigers

It seems to be happening every game; maybe the guys are just too aggressive or pumped up to hold back right now.

Jackson Jobe replaces Beau Brieske.

We need to score at least two runs now.

Even though there are stakes in this game that are important and all the players are taking it seriously, I get a feeling that they’re playing a little looser as are the announcers which is probably OK.

First two Tigers batters take 20 pitches out of the White Sox SP.

Jake and Tarik, always together like fraternal twins entangled in the womb.

Please nail down this multiple guys coming together to get a ball.

I’m watching the broadcasting crew josh around and go nuts right now on MLB.TV.

The weather app on my iPhone says light rain in Detroit is supposed to stop in 15 minutes, but my iPhone weather app is the least accurate of all the weather sources I have. I think driveway reports are probably more accurate.

mlb.tv just abruptly halted the Bally Sports feed probably because they weren’t getting any advertising revenue from it.

I caught this halfway through, but someone said “don’t look at me“ and Jason said “one of the benefits of being me is that no one ever knows what direction I’m looking.”

Heck, and here I hurried home from my walk at the botanical garden to follow this game. Actually, I’m pretty sated by this season. Anything more constitutes “gluttony.” Anything beyond this is like mana from heaven.

Welcome back. I’ve been a fan for 64 years but was on the inactive list at various times too. When I was 16 and the Tigers won in ‘68 everything I’d ever wanted was achieved and I didn’t follow the team very much for a number of years because I was a young man living the life. And when I moved Out West and could only follow the Tigers through box scores, and was out of listening distance for Ernie, the Tigers were basically a memory aside from ‘84 and ‘87 and The Bird and then due only to national coverage. Then I discovered this place thanks to the Internet.

It looks like the weather for tomorrow and Sunday is going to be better than originally predicted.

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.