Minnesota (hearts) Detroit

When I was 12, my grandparents took me to Pennsylvania to visit my great-grandmother and other assorted relatives. On one rainy travel day we holed up at a motel in Gaylord, Michigan (or near there; at age 12, the name “Gaylord” stood out). There was a grainy old school mid-1980s color TV in the room and the Detroit Tigers were playing some vague team from what was then called the “AL East.” (Baltimore maybe?) At the time, it had not occurred to me that people would watch teams that weren’t the Minnesota Twins (my team) or the New York Yankees (Satan’s team, and Satan was all around us!). So I had to ask myself, who do I cheer for? We were in Michigan. The Tigers, I guess. Right?

Well, today, the answer is most assuredly the Detroit Tigers. This afternoon the Tigers have a chance to make the Minnesota Twins the improbable champions of the American League Central Division if they defeat our dread foe Chicago White Sox. The Twins probably don’t deserve it, but baseball hates entitlement. That’s why I love baseball.

Go Tigers.

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