If you don’t know what I’m going to talk about today, you don’t know me that well.  For the first time since I was in 6^th grade, my boyhood baseball team has made the World Series.  While it was a surprising sweep against a very good A’s team that all of a sudden forgot to hit, the ending couldn’t have been any more dramatic.  Tied up at 3, bottom of the ninth, 2 men on base, 1-0 count on Magglio Ordonez against Huston Street and he hits one halfway to Ford Field.  I love when you can tell on TV, simply by the swing of the bat and before they show the trajectory, when a ball is absolutely a home run.  I must have replayed the play on my DVR over 10 times on Saturday night.

Somehow this team manages to win ballgames in every fashion imaginable – a trait that reminds me of last year’s championship White Sox team.  I’m not sure which National League team I’d like to see face the Tigers.  I’m leaning towards wanting the Cardinals to be there so we can have a rematch of the 1968 World Series.  While I’d hate to see another World Series game hosted in that dump of a stadium in Flushing (how appropriate), it would also be neat to see the Tigers have the chance to beat BOTH of New York’s baseball teams!  I’m curious if that has ever happened, although it must have at some point when a non-New York team beat the Giants or Dodgers and then the Yankees (or vice versa) back before the Giants and Dodgers relocated.

And while I still think it’s a retarded rule, having the American League win the All Star Game now works in the Tigers favor since they will have home field advantage.  Hmmm, the Designated Hitter will appear for possibly 4 games.  (begin dripping sarcasm) What a horrible spectacle to have to see professional hitters take at bats away from undeserving pitcher-batters. (end dripping sarcasm)

While I thirst for yet another World Series title in my lifetime, this season has been such an unexpected wonderful surprise, anything they do now is an added bonus.  But that doesn’t mean I still don’t want them to pound the dog piss out of whatever team they face.