Good morning. Or afternoon, or evening. My name is Tom, and I'm a Tigers fan.
On the day after the ugliest Tigers game in recent memory -- and that includes 2003 (43-119) -- I watched most of last game of their western road trip (a 3-2 win at Seattle).
I had come to believe that a Power greater than myself could restore my sanity.
The Power, however, kept whispering in my ear: "Game time 3:40 PM ... game time 3:40 PM ..."
Not good news for the kid I'm sponsoring, who thought 2008 would finally be the year.
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On day two of the Selig Era at Dodger Stadium, the Dodgers tied the score at three in the ninth and beat the Bravos in 12 on a Matt Kemp two-run walkoff homer.
That's two wins in the two days since Commissioner Allen H. "In Bud We Trust" Selig announced that MLB will take control of day-to-day operation of the Dodgers.
Recently, now former head man Frank McCourt offered to have lunch with any and all willing Dodgers season ticket holders.
Some turned down the invitation, and returned their tix, promising to not attend another game as long as McCourt owns the team. (Looks like they can all come back now).
There existed in my mind the possibility that lunch would end, like in he last panel of a MAD Magazine comic strip, with a group of startled fans being handed a paper with GUEST CHECK printed at the top. While, in a corner of the panel, a little man (the Boston Parking Lot Attendant) sneaks away.
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