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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 4:29 pm Post subject:
i don't like to bitch about strikezones, but this one is wacky today. and no, i'm not making excuses for grilli, who flat out sucked. it's just an extra kick in the nuts right now.
a tiger friend of mine has a tshirt that says, "in leyland we trust." he's making it rather hard to trust him right now.
oh, thank god, that inning ended, score still tied.
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Congrats to the Tigers, McCray, and to moderately long suffering (compared to Cubs/Phillies, etc.) Tigers fans.
Here's hoping for a rematch of the 1968 series with 1934 results
* If that occurs, the media guys will inevitably explore the two managers--Leyland and TLR are best friends, and earlier in the season when the Cards played at Detroit, both expressed how they just wanted the series to be over because they hated to "compete" against the other guy.
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 1:03 am Post subject:
Nice sentimental article about old Tiger Stadium...any of these spots bring back memories, McCray?
USA TODAY this morning wrote:
Tigers reliever Jason Grilli has a family connection to Tiger Stadium. His dad, Steve, pitched for the 1976-77 club. Grilli doesn't remember the games, but he does have pictures of himself as an infant in the clubhouse with such Tigers as Mark Fidrych and Ron LeFlore.
Grilli went into Tiger Stadium this season with a flashlight and broke through cobwebs to check out the location of his dad's locker. He called his dad from the pitcher's mound.
"I wanted to see what my dad saw in his day," Grilli says. "He was glad I was there. He was laughing and said, 'I can't believe you're there.' It's neat tracing the history."
St. Peter's Episcopal Church is across from the Michigan-Trumbull intersection. Walk a block down Michigan Avenue, and there's a boarded-up deli, an out-of-business suspension service — motto, "Limp In, Leap Out" — and a Chinese restaurant.
Down Trumbull there is a bar, a liquor store, a vacant lot with a broken-down bus, a cab company and Brooks Lumber, a family business that has operated since 1900 and is thriving.
Raymond Formosa, 43, who owns Brooks Lumber, is still getting used to a neighborhood with no baseball. He grew up a "block west of home plate," and the stadium lights used to shine into his bedroom window.
His office, which has a picture of opening day 1938, is across the street from the ballpark's Will Call window. In a drawer, he has baseballs that were hit from Tiger Stadium into his lumber yard.
Formosa and his dad used to park cars at the ballpark. He would listen to the game on radio until the seventh inning, then go into the stadium for free. He remembers people celebrating on their porches throughout the neighborhood when the Tigers were winning.
He gets tears in his eyes when he thinks about Horton and other Tigers stopping by the sandlots after games to give pointers to the kids.
"It was heartbreaking" to see the team leave, Formosa says. "I miss that stuff. It gets in your blood. It was fun meeting the people. There were people that were married with children who said they first met in our parking lot."
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Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2006 11:34 am Post subject:
yeah, that made me a little sniffly. i grew up in a trailer park further down trumbull. my first ever official job was at brooks. i swept. every day almost, i'd ditch school and ride my bike to the games. there was a bike rack in front of the main ticket area. i locked it there and went around to the side gates, where i'd give a buck to a guy named ernie (sadly, not harwell) who'd open a side gate and let me and my friends in.
we always climbed up in the rafters so we could watch without bugging the paying customers.
and the players ALWAYS made it a point to stop and help out local baseball. kirk gibson once yelled at my friend for not protecting the inside of the plate, and alan trammel (my personal hero as a child) taught us about flip throws to first.
kirk gibson used to play sandlot ball with my father, too, but that was before he was famous. nearly killed him once.
god i miss that place. i grew up there. for me, this is like seeing the first house you remember from your childhood being torn down.
thanks for the walk down memory lane, tap.
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Tiger Stadium was always my favorite of the old parks. You'd think that just one of the old ballparks would be preserved past its team playing there. And once it's down, we only have Fenway and Wrigley left. And if either of those goes down, the whole shit-house will go up in flames.
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