IdahoBert

When I was a little kid our milkman in Auburn IN – yeah I know this is the old days when there actually were milkmen – and our milkman was Wayne Schurr who had been in 30 games as a reliever for the Cubs in 1964. When I finally got his baseball card for an autograph, which I admit was not hard to do because they printed a lot of the marginal ballplayers, I never saw him again because he had been moved to a different milk route, and he never pitched more than that one season for the Cubs.

We need a DP.

Rotation. Group Effort. Now, “Rotation.”

Sammons has had some good outings in his role.

And he ended up swinging at a pitch way out of the strike zone.

Good Lord, I’m getting kind of verklempt.

Dillon Dingler singles on a ground ball to center fielder Pete Crow-Armstrong. Spencer Torkelson scores. Jace Jung to 2nd.

It’s kind of heartwarming that the crowd comes to their feet for Baez

I forget what the correct term for “a bullpen game” is now. “Making lemonade out of lemons?“

Parker Meadows walks to open the game. Nice.

The radio app just cut Dan and Bobby off in mid-sentence. It’s not like they were almost over, they were cut off in the middle of an idea. And to “expand your baseball vocabulary” was the excuse.

Wow, that’s brutal but well-deserved.

It sure would make sense if NL teams played both the Giants and the Dodgers back to back in the olden days. But scheduling would’ve had to have been predicated on those two teams being in town back to back so it’s possible it may have occurred, but perhaps not often. It might’ve been seen as giving an edge to the visitor team and hence something to be avoided. I don’t know, though. I’m just thinking off the top of my head.

I am expecting us to play some good baseball against the White Sox.

Jim was like an uncle who had played for the team. Jim felt like family.

Chuck lives there. Nice area.

So the Tigers are going to spend eight days and seven nights in Chicago, first playing the Cubs and then the Sox. This will be almost like a home stand only on the road. Hoping they settle in on this off day, get dialed in, and play some memorable baseball in the city of broad shoulders.

I know. I’m not much of a football fan, but when I checked the box score I kept going “Who? Who? Who?“

Yeah, that headline kind of pissed me off. It’s like beating KC doesn’t mean anything because you know they’re like God and you can’t diss God. “You know, God lost this battle, but man he makes nice hummingbirds.”

I just can’t get over how nourishing, exciting, surprising, and hopeful these last dozen games have been. And after the trade deadline, these last dozen games have disrupted the narrative I expected to witness. And hey, I guess they could go into a collapse, but my philosophy is what I think the novelist Sherwood Anderson said “eat your ice cream before it melts.” This is really good ice cream. This is really enjoyable.

I love this so much, it’s one of the happiest things on the Internet I’ve ever witnessed. And the music is so catchy.

The Apple TV people seem pretty knowledgeable and I’ve actually seen the Tigers there more often this year than I’ve seen them as the “free game of the day“ on MLB TV.

So all I’m getting on the radio feed is canned ballpark noise in and the crowd and no ads and no Dan.

THANK YOU MARK!

Ha!