|Congratulations, Detroit Tigers.
||[Oct. 27th, 2006|11:30 pm]
Congratulations to the Detroit Tigers.
You played better baseball than anyone could have predicted. Only the insane would have had you pegged for the 2006 World Series.
This was a great story from start to finish. Everything past .500 ball in the regular season was the bonus round.
You have a talented young pitching staff. Your club has many young players, and most of them can only get better. The future is bright.
Your organization provided a lifetime of entertainment for my grandfather. He enjoyed you guys right up until his end.
I carried him through the final innings. I cannot thank you enough for making it pretty exciting to watch.
You're good guys. I wish you the best.
Hey, have a McGwire sandwich tonight, and let's not be like the rest of the hypocritical sons of bitches the rest of those fuck-all fans were.
I know he cheated. He's not the only one, and it's not just on Detroit.
2006-10-28 04:15 am (UTC)
Re: communication breakdown
Yeah, they played like ass . . . I knew that was going to happen sooner or later.
I kept waiting for it too because the kids are so young.
Hey, apologies to you. I didn't think you were doing that, but right now it's going to remain a sticky situation.
I'm pretty emotional at this point - lot of anger here.
You don't have to accept, but really, I am sorry.
For you, I'll acknowledge the St. Louis Cardinals as the 2006 World Champions.
In fact, for as much as the entire Tigers team fell into a slump and stunk it up, the Cardinals rebounded from their mediocre season and put it together. With exception of their needless unglued state in Game 2, they played a consistent and mistake-free game.
Tigers bats were largely not working, but the Cards pitchers of any quality still had to throw the strikes.
Of all the games, the Carpenter game was the best Cards win. His stuff was amazing.
This situation's an exception for me . . . this game's bringing up an awful amount of ugly feelings from mistakes I've made, like the time I quipped a "go Dodgers" on my grandfather in the hospital . . . was just a joke, but in hindsight was a dumb move, and it shouldn't be this way for me, but those kind of feelings got blown up all at once right now.
Most of the pain's from missing him, and the anger over inability for me to have him here, which was a little misplaced. It's boiling down now, already.
I figured this obligation (watching the team through) was going to be a short ride . . . I didn't know how great the Tigers were.
We are more than cool.