IdahoBert

I was born in 1952 and started following the Tigers in 1961 and was huge huge into it through 1968 — baseball cards, glossy photographs of the players on my wall, pennants, all the paraphernalia symbolizing magical amulets that sort of it made me feel good made me feel a part of something bigger and better than myself. After the World Series victory in ‘68 I had got what I needed in life and was generally disinterested because I was a young man living a young man’s life and that was more nourishing than being a boy and liking a baseball team. It was like in the Bible where you put away childish things. In 1973 I moved to Arizona couldn’t pick up Ernie on the radio and the team sucked so often even a box score disinterested me. I pretty much missed The Bird and only saw him on national TV broadcasts. I was in my 20s and livin’ the life in the mountains and desert and it was better than the baseball team I worshiped as a child In 1984 in Tucson where half of my best friends were from Detroit we followed that magical season with shared passion. After games my friends who had lived in Detroit would tell me about going to bar in Corktown and seeing the players there. Gibby once crashed at friend’s house after a night of partying in Ann Arbor. I felt like I was sort of in the mix with my pals that year. I moved to Idaho in my mid-30s and ‘87 was a good year then hugely disappointing and I totally forgot about the team. Then in 2004 a fast and surprising start and my discovery of MTS through the Internet brought me back into the fold. The responsibility of life in my 30s was exhilarating and oppressive and going back to something from my childhood made me feel better. Now I’m back to generally not giving a shit. I’m 70 years old I could die in the blink of an instant because people I know are doing that all the time and my time could be better spent on something other than a profoundly unsatisfying team. The only thing that keeps me interested is you morons because I love you more than this stupid blanking team.

Good. I suppose if guys who should have been hitting and haven’t had been hitting, and if a lot of pitchers hadn’t been injured, this would’ve never happened. As it is the law of averages caught up with being shitty, like when a bank robber robs 22 banks successfully for a couple grand apiece and is taken down the 23rd time. Al Avila had more lives than we imagined but he wasn’t immortal.

Sweet.

I miss having a good reason to post the Double Dutch Bus video.

Aside from his prodigious physical abilities did Ruth gain some insight into how pitchers think by being one or is that an advantage that can be exhausted pretty quickly?

it wouldn’t be so bad if I hadn’t got excited and hopeful. But it’s really bad. For the first time years I often forget there’s even a game then check the score after it’s over. I don’t get the highs but I don’t get the lows so since there’s a lot more of those I’m better off not paying attention.

Thank you God for rainout we have received.

I can’t see that the Tigers have anyone at all in the futures game. So we have no future. The future is usually that which will be, which is predictable, foreseeable. But the French have a second word for the future, L’avenir (to come), which refers to something whose arrival is totally unexpected and unpredictable. It’s a future that is, if not more pleasant, at least more interesting. But we’re not French, so we’re screwed.

On the plus side Peacock is carrying the Futures game right now. We can see there the bright future we have in store for us. It’ll be a chance to watch all these happy people who have a future.

At least we were not no-hit.

MLB.com has a half off deal. Again. They pitched it to me almost a month ago for Father’s Day too. Haven’t done it. For a reason.

Well, I got my six game win streak so my work is done here.

She pissed me off!

Babs is history. She sleeps with the fishes. Fogettabout her. 😉

I’m glad we’re not going to have another hurler undergoing Tommy John. If he kept it up though it would’ve only been at something like 116.

Clemens is creeping up on Tork’s HR total but not trying to upstage him on BA.

I like playing the Guardians more than the Indians.

I remember that well. I remember creating a fake news article about people rioting in downtown Detroit on behalf of Marcus Thames.

I don’t have any memories of Bobby Higginson except at the very end of his career. I lived 2000 miles away, had no way and no time to follow a generally disappointing team from a distance, a demanding profession, 4 children, many other pressing priorities etc. The Tigers didn’t come back on my radar until 2004. I might as well have been Tom Hanks on a desert island from 1987 to 2004.

Today’s uniforms.

I didn’t watch those games, but wow. That’s some uniform.