9/29/24 3:10PM White Sox @ Tigers

[Tigeraholic1]

Comerica Park - Detroit, MI

Game Time Forecast: Cloudy 71

Listen: 97.1 The Ticket

Watch: Bally Sports Det

Starters:

RHP Jonathan Cannon

TBD

[roarintiger1]

Let's win this one boys and prove we are October Ready!

Never underestimate a hungry tiger..................

[Hongbit]

Need a win to hit my 87 win bold prediction. 

[Tigermojo]

Must win!

[casimir]

3 minutes ago, Tigermojo said:

Must win!

Might as well.

[IdahoBert]

I will miss the entirety of this game because I have other plans for today of hanging out with a good friend and going to a play, so hopefully the absence of my mojo, which is sometimes beneficial, will prevail. 

[Tigermojo]

KC has Marsh listed as the starter so Skubal gets the triple crown.

[Sports_Freak]

Cool story;

https://www.mlb.com/news/tigers-superfan-joins-team-for-on-field-celebration-after-playoff-clinch?partnerID=mlbapp-android_article-share

[lordstanley]

47 minutes ago, Tigermojo said:

KC has Marsh listed as the starter so Skubal gets the triple crown.

And I guess Sale will do the same for the NL. 

-Skubal has most AL wins with 18, followed by 16 for Lugo of KC. Sale has most NL wins with 18, followed by 16 for Wheeler of Philadelphia.

-Skubal leads AL with 2.39 ERA and Sale leads NL with 2.38 ERA, both by comfortable margins.

- Skubal leads AL strikeouts with 228 over Ragans' 223. Sale leads NL strikeouts with 225, over the 224 of Wheeler and the Padres' Cease. 

[Tigeraholic1]

Kenta Maeda with the start today....

[Shinzaki]

So Kenta will not be on the post season roster then?   Take the winter to see if you can fix things and hope to make the team next spring

[SoCalTiger]

26 minutes ago, Shinzaki said:

So Kenta will not be on the post season roster then?   Take the winter to see if you can fix things and hope to make the team next spring

He will be added four the second round. 

[chasfh]

I didn't post this on Friday night because it was a little late for me and I wasn't near my laptop, nor on Saturday because we got right in the car first thing and boogied home, so I guess I will post this here now.

I so enjoyed being at Comerica on Friday to watch us clinch live, and one of the reasons I wanted to go in the first place was that I wanted to commune with other Tiger fans while watching. I wanted to shake off ten years of Tiger funk with other people who had suffered as I had.

But I was actually disappointed at the kind of people who ended up sitting around me. Not to get all boomer on you or anything, but most of them were millennials and Gen Zs, and it was clear they were not actual Tigers fans.

The first clue was that most of them did not show up until the fourth or fifth or even sixth inning. They apparently didn't want to hang around for a couple hours watching a boring ol' game, I guess. They appeared to me to have come strictly for the party.

Another clue was that so many of them had ants in their pants, always getting up and moving through the aisles, making people—especially me—have to stand up for them. I was annoyed at having to get up during play, and I was double annoyed when people a few rows in front of me would get up and then keep standing around after people had passed them, blocking my view of play. And I noticed a lot of people who'd left didn't even come back with beer or food or anything. They simply got bored sitting in one place, I guess. At its worst, they were getting up late in the count of critical at bats. They apparently had no idea what was happening in front of them, nor did they appear to have any concern.

In fact, the three girls who came in the fifth inning to occupy the seats directly in front of us were emblematic of the very thing I'm talking about. While play was happening on the field, they were all on their phones and showing each other their phones and chattering with each other and ignoring the field. But in between innings, when there were activities happening on the jumbotron, they put down their phones and paid very close attention to that. IOW, completely backwards. In fact, at one point, one of the six guys who were sitting to the right of the three girls came over to sit next to the cutest girl, chatted her up, got her to input a phone number into his phone, and he went back to his guy friends, where they were pointing at his phone and chucking while the girls huddled together and giggled. As I said, here for the party.

The only people even moderately interested in the baseball part were the guys to the right and behind us, who kept talking about prop bets they were making, and "hey, man, we're going to Motor City after this, right?" (Once again, thank you, Supreme Court of the United States, for your decision on Murphy.)

But arguably, the worst part of that whole thing, I thought, was after the last out, with the Tigers celebrating on the field, and these same guys behind me tried to start up a "JAR-RED GOFF!" chant, which I thought was an absolute turd in the punch bowl in the moment, and in my Walter Mitty mind, I wish I could have gotten away with turning around and slugging him for his insolence. I really showed that guy in my imagination.

As I say, I loved being there for the clinch, and regardless of what was going on immediately around me, I would have chosen this situation over staying home and watching it on TV by myself ten times out of ten. And, of course, anybody is free to pay their money to go to a ballgame and engage with it in any manner they choose, including not paying attention to the game at all and instead having a party with the people around them instead. That's part of what makes a free country free.

But it sure wasn't what I had envisioned coming in. And that doesn't mean I can't whinge about it. 😁

 

[ben9753]

Ok boomer

 

j/k sounds like the kids just don't know how to handle a real meaningful baseball game. Time to educate them!

[gehringer_2]

8 minutes ago, chasfh said:

I didn't post this on Friday night because it was a little late for me and I wasn't near my laptop, nor on Saturday because we got right in the car first thing and boogied home, so I guess I will post this here now.

I so enjoyed being at Comerica on Friday to watch us clinch live, and one of the reasons I wanted to go in the first place was that I wanted to commune with other Tiger fans while watching. I wanted to shake off ten years of Tiger funk with other people who had suffered as I had.

But I was actually disappointed at the kind of people who ended up sitting around me. Not to get all boomer on you or anything, but most of them were millennials and Gen Zs, and it was clear they were not actual Tigers fans.

The first clue was that most of them did not show up until the fourth or fifth or even sixth inning. They apparently didn't want to hang around for a couple hours watching a boring ol' game, I guess. They appeared to me to have come strictly for the party.

Another clue was that so many of them had ants in their pants, always getting up and moving through the aisles, making people—especially me—have to stand up for them. I was annoyed at having to get up during play, and I was double annoyed when people a few rows in front of me would get up and then keep standing around after people had passed them, blocking my view of play. And I noticed a lot of people who'd left didn't even come back with beer or food or anything. They simply got bored sitting in one place, I guess. At its worst, they were getting up late in the count of critical at bats. They apparently had no idea what was happening in front of them, nor did they appear to have any concern.

In fact, the three girls who came in the fifth inning to occupy the seats directly in front of us were emblematic of the very thing I'm talking about. While play was happening on the field, they were all on their phones and showing each other their phones and chattering with each other and ignoring the field. But in between innings, when there were activities happening on the jumbotron, they put down their phones and paid very close attention to that. IOW, completely backwards. In fact, at one point, one of the six guys who were sitting to the right of the three girls came over to sit next to the cutest girl, chatted her up, got her to input a phone number into his phone, and he went back to his guy friends, where they were pointing at his phone and chucking while the girls huddled together and giggled. As I said, here for the party.

The only people even moderately interested in the baseball part were the guys to the right and behind us, who kept talking about prop bets they were making, and "hey, man, we're going to Motor City after this, right?" (Once again, thank you, Supreme Court of the United States, for your decision on Murphy.)

But arguably, the worst part of that whole thing, I thought, was after the last out, with the Tigers celebrating on the field, and these same guys behind me tried to start up a "JAR-RED GOFF!" chant, which I thought was an absolute turd in the punch bowl in the moment, and in my Walter Mitty mind, I wish I could have gotten away with turning around and slugging him for his insolence. I really showed that guy in my imagination.

As I say, I loved being there for the clinch, and regardless of what was going on immediately around me, I would have chosen this situation over staying home and watching it on TV by myself ten times out of ten. And, of course, anybody is free to pay their money to go to a ballgame and engage with it in any manner they choose, including not paying attention to the game at all and instead having a party with the people around them instead. That's part of what makes a free country free.

But it sure wasn't what I had envisioned coming in. And that doesn't mean I can't whinge about it. 😁

 

you think you had fun with them at the game, wait till those folks start showing up here.....

[chasfh]

2 minutes ago, ben9753 said:

Ok boomer

 

j/k sounds like the kids just don't know how to handle a real meaningful baseball game. Time to educate them!

TBF, I don't think it's a boomer-vs-millengenZ thing as much as it's an old man-vs-young whippersnappers thing. Would I myself have been like that forty years ago? No—especially seeing how forty years ago was 1984—but I'm sure I would have been more empathetic to it.

[Tigeraholic1]

Chas looking around his seat.

Edited September 29 by Tigeraholic1

[casimir]

51 minutes ago, Shinzaki said:

So Kenta will not be on the post season roster then?   Take the winter to see if you can fix things and hope to make the team next spring

He’s traditionally a slow starter.  Aprils have easily been his worst career month before this season.  It makes me wonder if his offseason regimen doesn’t allow him for successful starts to the season.  And with how he never really clicked for an extended period this season, perhaps Father Time is suggesting something needs to change this offseason.

[casimir]

6 minutes ago, gehringer_2 said:

you think you had fun with them at the game, wait till those folks start showing up here.....

MTF isn’t a social media app, so doubtful they show up here.

[ben9753]

They're not showing up here. This is the social media equivalent of a nursing home. And anyways, their brains have all been melted by TikTok already.

[Tiger337]

20 minutes ago, chasfh said:

I didn't post this on Friday night because it was a little late for me and I wasn't near my laptop, nor on Saturday because we got right in the car first thing and boogied home, so I guess I will post this here now.

I so enjoyed being at Comerica on Friday to watch us clinch live, and one of the reasons I wanted to go in the first place was that I wanted to commune with other Tiger fans while watching. I wanted to shake off ten years of Tiger funk with other people who had suffered as I had.

But I was actually disappointed at the kind of people who ended up sitting around me. Not to get all boomer on you or anything, but most of them were millennials and Gen Zs, and it was clear they were not actual Tigers fans.

The first clue was that most of them did not show up until the fourth or fifth or even sixth inning. They apparently didn't want to hang around for a couple hours watching a boring ol' game, I guess. They appeared to me to have come strictly for the party.

Another clue was that so many of them had ants in their pants, always getting up and moving through the aisles, making people—especially me—have to stand up for them. I was annoyed at having to get up during play, and I was double annoyed when people a few rows in front of me would get up and then keep standing around after people had passed them, blocking my view of play. And I noticed a lot of people who'd left didn't even come back with beer or food or anything. They simply got bored sitting in one place, I guess. At its worst, they were getting up late in the count of critical at bats. They apparently had no idea what was happening in front of them, nor did they appear to have any concern.

In fact, the three girls who came in the fifth inning to occupy the seats directly in front of us were emblematic of the very thing I'm talking about. While play was happening on the field, they were all on their phones and showing each other their phones and chattering with each other and ignoring the field. But in between innings, when there were activities happening on the jumbotron, they put down their phones and paid very close attention to that. IOW, completely backwards. In fact, at one point, one of the six guys who were sitting to the right of the three girls came over to sit next to the cutest girl, chatted her up, got her to input a phone number into his phone, and he went back to his guy friends, where they were pointing at his phone and chucking while the girls huddled together and giggled. As I said, here for the party.

The only people even moderately interested in the baseball part were the guys to the right and behind us, who kept talking about prop bets they were making, and "hey, man, we're going to Motor City after this, right?" (Once again, thank you, Supreme Court of the United States, for your decision on Murphy.)

But arguably, the worst part of that whole thing, I thought, was after the last out, with the Tigers celebrating on the field, and these same guys behind me tried to start up a "JAR-RED GOFF!" chant, which I thought was an absolute turd in the punch bowl in the moment, and in my Walter Mitty mind, I wish I could have gotten away with turning around and slugging him for his insolence. I really showed that guy in my imagination.

As I say, I loved being there for the clinch, and regardless of what was going on immediately around me, I would have chosen this situation over staying home and watching it on TV by myself ten times out of ten. And, of course, anybody is free to pay their money to go to a ballgame and engage with it in any manner they choose, including not paying attention to the game at all and instead having a party with the people around them instead. That's part of what makes a free country free.

But it sure wasn't what I had envisioned coming in. And that doesn't mean I can't whinge about it. 😁

 

In my observation, that is how most sports fans act.  It's why I hang out at obscure social media sites talking to more serious fans.  

[casimir]

10 minutes ago, ben9753 said:

They're not showing up here. This is the social media equivalent of a nursing home. And anyways, their brains have all been melted by TikTok already.

Hey, are you gonna pass the prune juice or keep it all to yourself?

[Shelton]

30 minutes ago, chasfh said:

I didn't post this on Friday night because it was a little late for me and I wasn't near my laptop, nor on Saturday because we got right in the car first thing and boogied home, so I guess I will post this here now.

I so enjoyed being at Comerica on Friday to watch us clinch live, and one of the reasons I wanted to go in the first place was that I wanted to commune with other Tiger fans while watching. I wanted to shake off ten years of Tiger funk with other people who had suffered as I had.

But I was actually disappointed at the kind of people who ended up sitting around me. Not to get all boomer on you or anything, but most of them were millennials and Gen Zs, and it was clear they were not actual Tigers fans.

The first clue was that most of them did not show up until the fourth or fifth or even sixth inning. They apparently didn't want to hang around for a couple hours watching a boring ol' game, I guess. They appeared to me to have come strictly for the party.

Another clue was that so many of them had ants in their pants, always getting up and moving through the aisles, making people—especially me—have to stand up for them. I was annoyed at having to get up during play, and I was double annoyed when people a few rows in front of me would get up and then keep standing around after people had passed them, blocking my view of play. And I noticed a lot of people who'd left didn't even come back with beer or food or anything. They simply got bored sitting in one place, I guess. At its worst, they were getting up late in the count of critical at bats. They apparently had no idea what was happening in front of them, nor did they appear to have any concern.

In fact, the three girls who came in the fifth inning to occupy the seats directly in front of us were emblematic of the very thing I'm talking about. While play was happening on the field, they were all on their phones and showing each other their phones and chattering with each other and ignoring the field. But in between innings, when there were activities happening on the jumbotron, they put down their phones and paid very close attention to that. IOW, completely backwards. In fact, at one point, one of the six guys who were sitting to the right of the three girls came over to sit next to the cutest girl, chatted her up, got her to input a phone number into his phone, and he went back to his guy friends, where they were pointing at his phone and chucking while the girls huddled together and giggled. As I said, here for the party.

The only people even moderately interested in the baseball part were the guys to the right and behind us, who kept talking about prop bets they were making, and "hey, man, we're going to Motor City after this, right?" (Once again, thank you, Supreme Court of the United States, for your decision on Murphy.)

But arguably, the worst part of that whole thing, I thought, was after the last out, with the Tigers celebrating on the field, and these same guys behind me tried to start up a "JAR-RED GOFF!" chant, which I thought was an absolute turd in the punch bowl in the moment, and in my Walter Mitty mind, I wish I could have gotten away with turning around and slugging him for his insolence. I really showed that guy in my imagination.

As I say, I loved being there for the clinch, and regardless of what was going on immediately around me, I would have chosen this situation over staying home and watching it on TV by myself ten times out of ten. And, of course, anybody is free to pay their money to go to a ballgame and engage with it in any manner they choose, including not paying attention to the game at all and instead having a party with the people around them instead. That's part of what makes a free country free.

But it sure wasn't what I had envisioned coming in. And that doesn't mean I can't whinge about it. 😁

 

So, like a cubs game. 
 

Anyway, I had the same experience and it makes me wonder if we were in the same section. But I’m young at heart so whatever 🙂

 

That girl will not stop texting me tho. 

[Tiger337]

9 minutes ago, Shelton said:

So, like a cubs game. 
 

Anyway, I had the same experience and it makes me wonder if we were in the same section. But I’m young at heart so whatever 🙂

 

That girl will not stop texting me tho. 

Did you offer her pizza?  

[chasfh]

10 minutes ago, Shelton said:

So, like a cubs game. 
 

Anyway, I had the same experience and it makes me wonder if we were in the same section. But I’m young at heart so whatever 🙂

 

That girl will not stop texting me tho. 

You dressed like a ****ing douche at the game. Plus, she was a Chicago 5 at best