The last time I paid any attention to baseball was 1968 when the Detroit Tigers won the World Series against the St. Louis Cardinals, the year after the 1967 riots. We were a little "gun shy" about celebrating, but celebrate we did. A confluence of beer swilling fans, the honking of horns and the yelling of "Go Get 'Em Tigers!" blasted happiness into the city as the nightmare of 1967 reseeded briefly from memory. No one got killed rioting or looting. National Guard tanks didn't roll into the city to protect barricaded police stations under siege. Detroit measured its victory by lack of disaster.
My brother lives in Michigan, a crazed Tigers fan, excited about another World Series win. Despite my long absence from Tigers worship, the World Series and Robin's mention of Steve's interest in the Albert Pujols and Yadier Molina St. Louis Cardinal's bromance, baseball has once again captured my imagination. http://youtu.be/7HkAQE98efw Damn! I wish my mother hadn't thrown out my 1950's baseball cards! Al Kaline, Yogi Berra, Mickey Mantle...Damn! "The Tigers are four victories from the World Series. Most of you figured this is where they belonged when the season started. The question is: How many of you thought this four weeks ago? When a loss always seemed to follow a victory and the Tigers couldn't catch those pesky White Sox? Detroit's uneven -- and frustrating -- regular season felt a long way away Thursday night in Oakland as the Tigers celebrated their second consecutive trip to the American League Championship Series. This time it's to face the Yankees. Game 1 will be 8:07 tonight at Yankee Stadium." http://www.freep.com/article/20121013/SPORTS02/310130130/After-more-champagne-Tigers-turned-to-unfinished-business-against-Yankees My sister moved near St. Louis and defected to the Cardinals. Traitor!
