Visqueen and Champagne

Less than a week ago, the Detroit Tiger’s meteoric regular season ended not with a roar but a whimper when their old-time rivals from the ‘80’s (the Kansas City Royals) came to Motown and swept the last home stand, depriving them of the single victory needed to claim the division title. Fortunately, Leyland's boys had already secured the wild card slot, but that consolation meant they had to go to New York and face the greatest offensive lineup ever amassed by two-hundred-million dollars (that’s $200-million-plus).

The Yankees are not only all stars—they are virtually all All-stars. Some sports writers warned that the short series would look like a Varsity vs. JV scrimmage. They were right, but there's a difference between "best line-up" and "best team." I’ll not review the stats and amazing moments that tell how the Tigers knocked the straw out of the Yanks, but I will say that all the boxed Visqueen and champagne at Comerica Park left unused from last Sunday is being put to good waste even as I type!

Thank you, KC, for this match-up. I said it in July: "Baseball is a game of streaks, quirks, team chemistry, and—dare I use the word?—luck (i.e. oxymoronic, serendipitous Providence that governs how leather-bound orbs bounce at 100 mph)." No matter what else the post season holds, this has been a great week to talk with brothers and root for the home team.
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P.S.
I read this aritcle a few days later. Detroit made many people beyond Michigan very happy.