Sunday, April 8, 2012
Returning to the Scene of the Crime
But you already knew all of that. What I’m here to tell you is what you didn’t see as I once again braved the wild that is the Tigers fanbase and attended the game at Comerica Park. How was it, you ask? Oh, I’ll tell you.
It was friggin’ awesome.
After watching the Tigers slug their way past the Sawwwx yesterday, Jen from the bi-monthly updated Old English D blog started bugging me about attending Sunday’s game. At first, I didn’t want to with so many death threats thrown my way after daring to complain about all the attempted murders in my section on Opening Day, but the more I thought about it, the better of an idea that it sounded like. After all, I had no family obligations this Easter and it’s the first time in quite a while that I had a day with absolutely nothing to do.
So despite the warnings of several mouth-breathing morons that apparently own computers without a Shift key or spell check, I bought a couple tickets on StubHub last night and once again headed for the D. This time, the seats were in Section 130, Row 31. Here was the view.
How cool was the crowd? In front of me was a girl in an Eric Munson shirt/jersey! When do you EVER see that? The only way I could have been more impressed is if she had a Jeff Larish one on. I loved it. See?
Miguel Cabrera is the best hitter I’ve ever seen. When he came up with two on in the 9th, everyone rose, knowing something special was going to happen. And sure as shit, the big man drilled the tying home run and sent the CoPa crowd into hysterics. I even hugged Jen, something I would normally never consider doing since she secretly scares me a bit.
After Boston took the lead in the 11th, dozens of people filed for the exits. This was my only complaint of my fellow fans on Sunday. I mean, Cabrera and company were coming up again. This isn’t the 2003 Tigers anymore. It sounds corny, but the 2012 bunch, despite starting pitching concerns early on, just seem to feel like a special team.
And yup, Cabrera delivered again in the bottom of the 11th with a single. Prince Fielder followed with a hit-it-where-they-ain’t single down the left field line. Big Mig showed while not quick, he’s a smart baserunner and advanced to third on a wild pitch that didn’t really stray that far from the catcher. Delmon Young, looking grumpy all day at having to be the DH, launched a long sac fly to bring home Cabrera. And of course, Alex Avila, The Savior, on Easter of all days, delivered the walk off homer, thwarted the evil ways of that prick Punto, and made Bobby Valentine possibly consider suicide. I even hugged Jen again. What a moment.
In twenty plus years of attending games, only the Magglio walkoff in 2006 was better than today. The Tigers are 3-0. The Yanks and Sawx are both 0-3. ESPN may shut down if this keeps up.
The team has a day off tomorrow and they’ll need it to rest the pen and figure out what’s going on in the rotation. In the meantime, all I can say is thank you to the Detroit Tigers for giving us all one hell of an opening weekend on the field.
162-0 remains a possibility, you know…