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Barman is in a place Far, Far Away from home...attending a conference at that Renaissance Marriott here in Detroit Rock City.
And no trip to a new land is complete without a foray into the local Temple for The Great Game of Baseball.
The Motor City may be suffering from some down times in recent years, but make no mistake - their facility is major league and was a real treat.
There's nothing like The Great Game to bring strangers together.
I had a couple of local dudes who had rolled in from Flint in hopes of seeing the Tigers wax the pesky second place Twins from neighboring Minnesota. They gave me a verbal tour of the history of the new Tiger yard and joined me and 35,000+ other fans as we attempted to motivate the Tiger's ninth inning rally which flamed out all too sadly with a Placido Polanco pop to right field with the tying runs on base in the bottom of the ninth.
Did have the pleasure of watching my favorite major leaguer - Ivan Pudge Rodriguez - pick a Twin runner off of second base in the ninth inning following a failed bunt attempt by Twins' own Rodriguez.
Pudge is pushing 35 years old now and still has the best rifle in all of MLB.
Now I get to go back to Clearwater and next week revert to cheering for the lowly Devil Rays of St Petersburg.
I'll do so for the next few weeks until I visit Pittsburgh in mid-September at which time we will add that PNC Park to our list of conquered venues slowly accruing during our past 38 years of watching The Great Game - a journey which began at RFK Stadium in 1968 when we saw the Senators host the New York Yankees led by the great Horace Clark and long haired Joe Pepitone.
Barman is in a place Far, Far Away from home...attending a conference at that Renaissance Marriott here in Detroit Rock City.
And no trip to a new land is complete without a foray into the local Temple for The Great Game of Baseball.
The Motor City may be suffering from some down times in recent years, but make no mistake - their facility is major league and was a real treat.
There's nothing like The Great Game to bring strangers together.
I had a couple of local dudes who had rolled in from Flint in hopes of seeing the Tigers wax the pesky second place Twins from neighboring Minnesota. They gave me a verbal tour of the history of the new Tiger yard and joined me and 35,000+ other fans as we attempted to motivate the Tiger's ninth inning rally which flamed out all too sadly with a Placido Polanco pop to right field with the tying runs on base in the bottom of the ninth.
Did have the pleasure of watching my favorite major leaguer - Ivan Pudge Rodriguez - pick a Twin runner off of second base in the ninth inning following a failed bunt attempt by Twins' own Rodriguez.
Pudge is pushing 35 years old now and still has the best rifle in all of MLB.
Now I get to go back to Clearwater and next week revert to cheering for the lowly Devil Rays of St Petersburg.
I'll do so for the next few weeks until I visit Pittsburgh in mid-September at which time we will add that PNC Park to our list of conquered venues slowly accruing during our past 38 years of watching The Great Game - a journey which began at RFK Stadium in 1968 when we saw the Senators host the New York Yankees led by the great Horace Clark and long haired Joe Pepitone.
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