| 03 October 2009
I'm in pain. Lots of it.
It's not from my back, thank God. (It's healing up nicely, by the way) So what is causing my immense pain?
The Detroit F'N Tigers.
The doctors tell me the arthritis meds I take daily can cause bleeding in my stomach. I disagree. The Tigers are giving me an ulcer. Along with headaches, lower back pain, high blood pressure, angina, hives, shingles, gout and a bloody hand from punching a wall. (Better than my TV, right?)
I'm sick, and the Tigers are the cause. The cure? WINNING THE NEXT TWO GAMES!
To help with my pain, to try and work through my issues, I decided to list exactly what could be more painful than the baseball team you've rooted for since you were 6 years old choking up a 7 game lead in September.
Things more painful than the Tigers late season fold:
Mike Ilich's hair.
Mark Dantonio's cold, icy, death stare.
A Rod Marinelli press conference.
Jimmy Howard in goal.
Jim Leyland refusing to play Ryan Raburn down the stretch, while using the un-clutch Aubrey Huff in the 5 hole.
Hell, I'm just trying to make myself feel better. There is NOTHING more painful than watching your favorite baseball team slowly and metodically piss away what should have been an insurmountable lead.
NOTHING!
The Twins are 1/2 game back going into tonight's Tigers- White Sox game. It's kind of what you call a MUST WIN. But a win is nowhere near a given. Tonight, pitching for the Detroit Tigers...Alberto Figaro.
//FACEPALM//
That one's for you, Rogo...
Addendum: Sox up 3-0 in the 3rd. I'm confident in saying the following...
EVERYBODY PANIC!!!
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