It was one of the worst days of my life. Towards the end of the day when it became clear that the absolutely most impossible thing, the most awful thing conceivable had happened, I don’t really have the words to express what I felt. This photo I assembled years ago captures the place Brian occupies in my grasp of our collective memory.
Twice, twice when a call was being reviewed and it was obvious what the call would be Jason persisted with “but is there enough to overturn it” when there obviously wasn’t. I don’t know if he wants to build suspense or what but that’s not the way to do it.
The radio feed is now synced with the MLB.TV picture. Go figure.
I did nothing to make it happen, although it did happen immediately after the dozen cute young women wearing pink Tiers caps in the stands came on screen. I think that may have been what tipped the balance.
On McKinstry out at home that’s a classic tigers play of being aggressive and it took a really good throw and a really good tag to get him out so it was a calculated risk.