The Detroit Tigers continue to kick some Major League ass, but my mother reports that Detroiters are tentative with their excitement. It's not like it was back in 1984 when the town roared with Tiger fever and the "Bless You Boys" slogan was plastered everywhere you looked. I'll admit to also being cautiously optimistic from my remote Tiger Den here in Seattle (where the Mariners are suddenly winning baseball games, too! What's up with that?!)
Detroiters have seen so many promised "renaissances," "urban renewals," and "empowerment zones" evaporate over the last two decades that I can't blame them for not getting their hopes up about having a championship baseball team in their midst.
Living in Detroit is what I imagine it's like to live with an abusive spouse. At first, you're attracted to their raw grittiness and "bad boy" (or girl) attitude. There are hints of their true nature but you're too caught up in the emotion to notice. Then they put the smack down on you and reality starts to set in. But they seem to feel really bad about it, and they apologize, and it's really just that they love you so much they can't help it, and they promise to get help, and they swear to you that they'll never hit you again. Until the next time.
It's nice to see that the Tigers are making good progress, but the bruises still hurt and we're not trusting them just yet.
Now maybe if you show me a (World Series) ring on that finger, I'll believe you!
Very nice explanation of the Detroit Situation. We are seeing the third "Save the old Book Cadilac Hotel" plan. Maybe 3rd time is the charm. The old train depot teeters and threatens to totter. Guessing it won't become the "New Police Station".
Come on Tigers, don't let us down. How much more can we take?????
Sonny Boy, can you imagine a Cardinals/Tigers World Series???!!!!