Perhaps, tonight, with a 7-2 hole looking them square in the face, did the Tigers save their season?
Oldschool and I started out feeling optimistic. But our 3-2 counts = nothing, for we forbid the walk in favor of the swing, to no avail. In the end, I pouted and walked off, desperate to regain my mental composure.
THEN – a goddamn actual living bat swooped into our hallway thanks to the shoddy apartment living here (more on that, later…) and after my dad slaughtered the sad bat – and this is really the Reader’s Digest, I’m in my hall, it flies past my absurdly long hair, and luckily, we finally trapped it in the kitchen! but I digress – we turn back on the TV really putting things into perspective, and BATS ARE ALIVE!!! It’s 7-4, no outs, bases chucked!
And low and behold, basic small ball wins it… five simple singles, and two walks + a bases clearing double means you cannot… stop the feeling! YOU WON 10-7 YES!
WE WON!
Look, Detroit, RIDE IT. We are so much more talented than Cleveland, but they won a ring, and look at ’em… so that’s why, I say, we turned a new leaf: we didn’t think it could happen… CAVS… but, we made it. THAT’s HOW IT’s DONE. TAKE IT.
…..hold your ground Tiger men and be patient at the plate…..don’t stop doing the little things like defense, hustle and using your head to get on base……I swear we can show a better team game face and start playing right……remember your Batmen!