Showing posts with label detroit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label detroit. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Play Ball!


Tiger’s baseball…..what more can I say that a fellow mitten resident wouldn’t understand? I think I can speak for millions when I say that I am glad tiger’s baseball is back this year! To be completely honest, after seeing the hitting, running, and fielding this year, I think this is the year for us. Now for all you pessimists you can knock on wood or do whatever you’re superstition ion tells you to, but I’m calling it now!

                Baseball isn’t just the game; it’s the atmosphere; the vendors, the fans, the venue, and the food. I enjoyed a beer and a brat the other night at Comerica Park myself; while I watched our Tigers walk all over the Astros. While I was sitting there watching the strikes and hits roll in I sat back and took some time to take it all in.  I was enough to witness first-hand the famous opera singing hot dog vendor that was quite a treat. All the people watching and all the activities like the 7th inning stretch. That’s what makes baseball awesome!

                My only regret is that I could go back and watch the legends play….I would love to see Babe Ruth, Ty Cobb, Jackie Robinson, or Micky Mantle run the bases. It would be awesome to experience a ball game with all the perks for under $5. There's no dount in my mind that the game has changed, however, im still confident that the game is keeping in touch with it's roots.

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Hey, Hey, HockeyTown!

Growing up in Metro Detroit I learned only 2 things are important to my fellow Detroiters…..Cars and Hockey. Now everywhere I go outside of Michigan I have people ask about hockey town. It really is true; Detroit has the leagues greatest fans! The Redwings have created a name for themselves over the years with the Russian 5, the grind line, and oh yea…..making the playoffs every year for the last 2 decades and more!
Now there’s something in the air, something different….it’s playoff season in Detroit. The smell of octopus is in the air and there are playoff beards as far as the eye can see. Other cities do have fans and they are quite festive, but there’s a reason why we’re called hockey town. Detroiters are Bat-shit-crazy for hockey.
We all know this year was  a lot closer than any of us wanted it to be, but we’re in a rebuilding phase, we had no training camp this year, and we’ve been chronically plagued with injuries... I’m not making excuses; I’m just stating some facts to support our slight lack of performance this year.  I admit to having my doubts, but something in me knew they would find a way to make the playoffs this year, just like the last 20-something before this.
Playoffs is a special time of year. It brings people together at their local watering holes, man caves, and venues alike, it gives us all something to look forward to after a long day of work and something to cheer about, and most of all it brings us all together as fans of the greatest game on earth, hockey. This is what makes us hockey town!