I couldn’t think of a decent title for this post. I’ve been a horrible writer lately, in that I haven’t… written.. anything. It’s a terrible rut I got stuck in and I don’t really have any excuse.
I don’t have time or energy to recap everything that’s gone on with the Tigers since I last posted almost two weeks ago. We definitely know that this team sure is streaky so far this year. Seven game losing streak at the end of April, then a seven game win streak May 6-14. The last two were a couple of frustrating losses; on Monday Joaquin Benoit continued his expensive implosion. Last night in Boston was insanely foggy and rainy and the team couldn’t be bothered to move any runners that managed to get into scoring position, while Phil Coke quietly pitched a fantastic game. My response to that was “whatever” and I promptly went to bed before 10pm.
Is it bad that this tends to be my response to particularly pathetic losses? Last night’s game was boring to begin with, what with the rain delay and unexpected pitcher’s duel, so maybe that was part of it. At some point in the midst of that losing streak last month, I broke a TV remote when I threw it across the room in response to some sort of fail, I can’t even remember what happened. Like most people, I don’t enjoy being proved right when I instinctively know that a reliever is going to blow the game or Ryan Raburn is going to strike out looking to make the last out. After that happened I decided two things: cut back on the whiskey a little, and stop caring so much, especially this early in the season.
One development that must be mentioned is the Bless You Boys podcast. BYB is the other place I blog, and us editors have gotten together to start recording a weekly (or semi-weekly, not sure yet) podcast. After two recordings I still cannot get used to the sound of my voice. Even though I don’t think there’s anything wrong with my voice, I still cringe when I hear it. Last week Al Beaton and I recorded the first one, and this week our managing editor Kurt and other editors David and Matt joined in. It’s been fun and well received so far, so if you like No Run Support, it’ll probably be worth your time. Plus, in this week’s episode, Kurt gets his arm bitten off by his dog mid-sentence and it’s hilarious. You can find it on iTunes, or just go to today’s post about it for more mediums of listening.
Anyway, last weekend I went up to the DFW area to hang out with a couple friends and go to my first MLB game of the season. I saw the Angels play the Rangers. The Rangers lost, but it was a fun game. Rangers Ballpark has been sold out a ton of times already this season, and the game I attended on the 14th was no exception. I can easily say that it’s my major league park to go to. This isn’t a ballpark blog or Rangers blog so I won’t write a novel as to why, but it’s a really fun and fan-friendly place. When I say fan-friendly, I mainly mean the beer and food are cheap. It’s also pretty awesome in that the place is designed well enough so that a sold out game doesn’t mean you are fighting your way through the concourse or waiting an entire inning to use the restroom. Plus, it’s beautiful, inside and out (This reminds me I need to take more photos of the park in general with a wider lens. Note to self!) and I finally got to check out the new scoreboard. The rest of the photos from that day are here if you’re interested. Other highlights to the trip up were attending one of the first two In-N-Out burger locations in Texas – yes, we waited an hour to eat, and yes, it was worth it – and coming across a copy of the Maple Street Press Tigers Annual in a random Borders location:
Since I don’t live in Michigan and none were to be found anywhere near Lakeland when I was in town, it was pretty cool to see something I contributed to sitting on the magazine rack. So, yay for that.
That’s about all I’ve got for now. Verlander vs. Beckett tonight. My friend Cee wrote a nice piece about that and pitching duels in general, so check that out if you have a chance. Please no more rainouts or rain delays, Boston.