HE'S BAAAAAAAAAACK!!!

Ladies and Gentlemen, the catalyst that is Curtis Granderson is back in the lineup.

I know, I know, he hasn't seen real live big league pitching in a while so I'm not really expecting great things from him tonight or even this week just yet. The only sad thing is no more Clete Thomas who was nothing short of spectacular for the Tigers during the dark period of the early stages of this 2008 season.

As for the attempted "live" blog...Patterson was watching King of Queens instead of the game so I missed the whole first inning. But I really wouldn't say I've been missing it Bob. 2-0 after 1, and now 5-0 after two innings for The Gambler. Would somebody please get this man a pine tar rag?

I wonder how many Camels Jimmy has already gone through...Lots of baseball left in this one and I'll be sure to update accordingly unless we (the roommates) decide to drink in honor of one Aaron Krepps who is moving back to Pittsburgh tomorrow (and claims Andy Van Slyke was his hero growing up).

And holy smokes it's update time already!! Nobody out in the bottom of the 2nd, bases chock full of Tigers when Santiago lines one down the first base line to score two, causing Otter to exclaim "Thank you groundscrew!" after it went under the first basemen's glove. Thank you Heather Nabozny, thank you. Runners on 2nd and 3rd with one away and Pudge strikes out...weird. Carlos fouls one off his knee which makes me think he needs to just wear all of Vance Wilson's gear (he's not using it anyway it's fine) to the plate from now on. Gritty performance by Carlos there, "Carlos hit a MISSLE right there," Rod Allen says (doesn't he have a drinking game and a youtube clip?) after Carlos doubles off the right field wall to score two and tie the game. Mendoza chased from the game and the channel is changed for the moment to the Pistons first "must win" game of the playoffs.

"You look like Mr. T right now, with your shirt off and your sweet gold chain hanging there...you need to grow a fuckin mohawk or something," - Patterson to Krepps

All the bad things I have said about Jacque Jones (calling him a poor man's Higgy among other nasty things) I now retract after he hits a BOMB to right to give the Tigers the lead after three.

You know what's great about living in Ypsilanti in the spring time? Watching the people take the late evening stroll through town with their 5 kids (2 of which were featured on the Maury Povich show titled, "Who's my daddy?" parts 6 and 13) and two poorly trained pit bulls...

"Nice fuckin three and a third there Kenny Rogers," Otter says before spitting into a Mountain Dew bottle. I'm tellin you, the dude needs the pine tar...he THRIVES on the pine tar. He needs it, he loves it, he wants it.

Maggs comes up with the "sacks full of tigers" (thanks Mario) and hits a drive which causes all of those in the room to start yelling as if we've never seen a routine fly ball to left with the bases loaded before. Idiots, we're all idiots. Granderson scores and the Tigers have the lead in the bottom of the 4th with two on, two away and Cabrera up who hits a rope and gets robbed of two RBI by Blaylock to end the inning and let the Busch Lights flow as Jenny has come through in the clutch and brought us the traditional 30 rack. Patty's gotta marry this broad.

One minute, we're all playing ghetto ass beer pong, the next minute the tigers have an 11 run 6th and are on their way to an absolute donkey punching of the Rangers. Gotta love it. I told you morons calling in to 97.1 that it's not at all time to panic. And yes, before you flip out on me, I know it's one game and not a big deal but c'mon man...we are who we thought we were gonna be.

HUGE Wings/Avs post tomorrow...