You gotta like the Tigers, for a variety of reasons
So, who do we like?
I’m going to leave all the legitimate analysis to guys like Griff who know far more than I do because, well, because they’re smarter than I am (although any team with a Triple Crown winner on it has to be great, doesn’t it, Mr. Sabremeticians among you?).
But that doesn’t mean I can’t have a rooting interest and let you know about it, does it?)
It’s just deciding why that’s hard to get to.
You know I think Justin Verlander is the best pitcher of this generation and Miguel Cabrera is, well, a Triple Freaking Crown Winner and the rest of the Tiger staff is outstanding until you get to the arsonist Valverde in the ninth so that should be enough, right?
San Francisco is an exponentially better city than Detroit, there is not even a comparison.
The old Tiger Stadium was way better than the old Candlestick.
I’ll take Willie Mays and Juan Marichal over Al Kaline and Jack Morris, I believe.
The new park in San Fran looks way cooler than the new one in Detroit, which is far too cavernous for my tastes.
Tomassso’s is one of the top 10 road restaurants; there is nowhere good to eat in Detroit or Auburn Hills.
There might not be a more under-stated and classy uniform in all of sports than Detroit’s.
Tigers in six.
Sounds pretty well thought out, no?
Thinking cap time.
Best World Series I can remember?
Here we go, from five down to one.
1986 Red Sox-Mets
Buckner. Mookie. Crushed.
Game 6 might be in top 10 games I’ve ever seen.
Puckett’s homer, Morris’s One For The Ages.
Lolich and Gibson both go nine in Game 7? Unheard of. Classic.
1975 Reds-Red Sox.
Bernie Carbo. Carlton Fisk. Joe Morgan. Will never forget it.
And if you can’t recall it, check out this recap of Games 6 and 7 and live some nostalgia. I sure did.
What have you got?
Any why do I long for the days when you’d hide a transistor radio in your desk at school? Ah, the good old days.
Oh yeah, did you guys get the news yesterday?
About the Raptors hiring a guy named Dave Pendergraft as the team’s new pro personnel scout?
He’s the de facto new Jay Triano and comes over after being an assistant GM in Atlanta. He’ll be out on the road an awful lot checking other NBA teams and their personnel and he’ll be another Henchman to bounce stuff off as trade talks heat up.
And I’m sure he’ll put putting together a dossier and a depth chart on the other 29 teams that’ll come in handy next summer when it’s free agent time just as much as it will next January and February when Bryan’s in the throes of thinking about trade possibilities.
It’s a pretty big job and it goes a lot further than just knowing who’s playing well and who can make a jump shot or not. One thing pro scouts have to find out, through sources and their own eyes and repeated visits and conversations is what kind of guys players are. Are they good teammates? Are they the least bit disruptive when things aren’t doing their way? Do they get along, generally, with coaches and general managers?
All too often we’ve seen players acquired amid even marginal fanfare and a few months later they’re on the move again because there’s just something about them that doesn’t fit.
I’m not saying it’s all on the pro personnel guy to figure that out – like everything else, the final call remains with the GM – but it’s part of the “scouting” process that sometimes falls by the wayside.
For no other reason than it popped up on the iTunes shuffle while I was writing …
That and I’m sure we’ve never had Trombone Shorty and James Andrews here but we should have ..
Kirk Hinrich hurt his groin in a game last night and Derrick Rose is on the shelf for months and John Lucas III picked Toronto over any chance to stay in Chicago.
That really says an awful lot about the kid, doesn’t it?
Right, it’s that time of year again.
Am on a panel this afternoon to pick the guys on the NBA’s all-star ballot (the other luminaries scheduled to take part are NBA.com ace Steve Aschburner, Jonathan Feigen of the Houston Chronicle and Kenny Smith of TNT fame) so when it comes out and your guy’s name isn’t on it, blame them, okay?
But it looks like we might have a different job than in the past – this is my fourth and final year on the job, thanks to my gig with the writers association – because they seem to be finally changing the way the ballot is laid out, according to this David Aldridge story.
Makes entire sense and makes it far easier on us and, after all, we all know it’s all about me, right?
It’s going to be crazy busy over the next few days with some Nash stuff for the weekend, some Lakers stuff for the first of next week, a trip to Memphis to catch up with the lads later this week and a whack of NBA preview stuff to do.
But there’s always time for mail if you’re so inclined.
I’m way late to the dance on this and I know a couple of Irregulars already mentioned it but I did get a chance to electronically congratulate and say hi to Tammy Sutton-Brown this week after she and the Indiana Fever won the WNBA title.
Tammy’s is one of the most under-reported stories of the last few years, she’s had a long and illustrious basketball career here and all over Europe – I think I recall writing that she won a title in Turkey one year – and it’s a story we should have told more often.
And it’s not just basketball she’s been busy with.
Check out this little gem, the little girl and the chameleon who area the subjects of some children’s books Tammy’s penned. That’s pretty cool.
Not sure if there’s much basketball left for Tammy, she’s going to stick around these parts this winter to work on her girls camps – she’s been running them in and around Toronto for a few years now – and market her books.
I must admit I haven’t read them but I’ll blindly recommend it because I’m pretty sure Tammy would do a good job.
Someone check ‘em out and let me know? Thanks.