I was stunned on monday morning when I went to MSN home expecting to see pictures and story on our glorious world series celebration on a warm sunny sunday.  Instead the feature article brandished a darker picture of the skyline over an unflattering barge and read,' The Most Dangerous City in America.'  I figure the AP articles source must have had Cubby/Tiger ties.  Who knows? 

I took a new perspective when riding up the elevator back from lunch.  After mentioning the championship to a friend, a female citizen with a gold tooth, she said, "How 'bout the most dangerous rankin'?"  I said, "Yeah, I thought I'd see celebration stuff when looked at the MSN news and sure enough they slander us."  She said, "Yeah!  Just when good stuff happens and everybody believes we can turn this thing around they take us down.  But you know what?  It's true!  You come to our ballpark, we'll whip yo' butt.  Come to our street corner, we'll whip yo' butt!"  We all laughed and high fived; suits with brief cases, secretaries, and plaintiffs.  It was cool. 

The Tigers have managed to throw the Cardinals into pretty good position.  What's it like to have a guy who throws over a 100 but can't hit the third baseman under pressure?  Tough luck.  Seems the angels are in our dugout this year.  Baseball's a funny game.  We stank it up so bad the last two weeks I was pleading for mercy.  We were about like the Cubs.  Now, 10 parties later, we're set to take our 10th title.  We'll be in double digits.  That's pretty cool.