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Monday, October 02, 2006

Kissing your sister

Just so there's no confusion, this is an entry about the Detroit Tigers. The poor, poor, sad, gut-wrenching Detroit Tigers. Apparently I really did jinx them with that post I did a while back. This is all my fault. I mean, I guess I'm kind of spoiled, because they're going to the playoffs for the first time since 1987 (I was just turning 7) so I shouldn't get greedy. But when you blow a 10.5 game lead, and lose your final 5 games, 3 to the worst team in the league (the last of which by blowing a 6 run lead) and 2 to the team that finished 10 games behind the team you're about to play in the ALDS, it does not really make you feel like celebrating. I mean, I'm excited to watch the Tigres in the playoffs, but it'll basically consist of them getting pounded by the Yankees. And I hate the frikkin Yankees. To top the whole thing off, I bought playoff tickets on Friday, for Game 5 of the ALDS at home, and they were pretty good seats. Like right behind home plate, row 25. So now that the Tigers are the wildcard team, they lost home-field advantage, which means IF there's a Game 5, it'll be at Yankee Stadium. So no Game 5 in Detroit, no playoff tickets for me. Frikkin A.

Yeah, Brandon, that's how we all feel.

1 Comments:

  • At 2:06 PM, Blogger Tim Vaduva said…

    Sorry you didn't get to go to the game. Well, there was a game 5 anyway. In Detroit nor New York. And they beat the "frikkin Yankees."

    Happy Birthday and I'll see you at your show.

     

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