Last night's game isn't going to change any of their minds. Unlike Wednesday night's Score-plosion Home-Run-apalooza, last night was more like a Why-Isn't-Anyone-Moving-A-Thon. Game 1 was cathartic; Game 2 was scientific. Game 1 was a fight in the schoolyard; Game 2 was a meeting of the Chess Club. OK, I'm done here. I love a good pitcher's duel as much as the next guy, but I also like it when Things Happen. Last night's most exciting play was A BUNT THAT DIDN'T ROLL FOUL.
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Oh, and the Tigers' starting pitcher Doug Fister got NAILED by a line drive in the head, got up, answered a few questions, correctly responded that he was in 'San Francisco" and it was "Game 2" and then PITCHED FOUR MORE INNINGS. What the fuck? You might want to get that looked at, Doug Fister.
In the end, we were left withe scowling visage of Tigers CEO David Dombrowski and a 2-zip lead in the series.
Now we go to Detroit. I don't know what will happen there but I guarantee you will read at least one newspaper story about how gritty and real Detroit is and how the Tigers haven't given up in the face of adversity, just like the citizens of Detroit. And maybe also about how Delmon Young hates Jews.
UPDATE: Here it is! Thanks, CW Nevius!