Feature: Desert Pepper

Everyone needs a National League fallback team. (It's the must-have accessory for fall fashion.) For this Tigers fan, it's the Arizona Diamondbacks, an allegiance formed in 1998 as a result of having tons of family in Phoenix, and to be different.

Desert Pepper -- a rare triple pun in the ol' Sussman book -- is a sporadic gander into the D'backs season, with the frequency being inversely proportional to that of the proliferation of Harwell's 1984. The NL West doesn't nearly get enough love in the grand scheme of things, and if their lineup ever gives people a reason, then so will we.

From time to time, I feel bad for ignoring the D'backs. They were, after all, a key part of my recuperation in 2001. See, back then, it was kind of hopeless to be a Tigers fan, so I adopted Arizona, since much of my family migrated to Phoenix. I contracted mono during my first semester, the fall of '01. It got so terrible, I had to leave college the night of Game 3 of the World Series. But Luis Gonzalez's walk-off hit in Game 7 propelled me to a clean bill of health ... three weeks later. Desert Pepper represents my undying gratitude.

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