It's a dark period in Michigan's history. Jobs are being shipped to Eastasia. The city's politicians are doubleplusungood. There's not much hope in the town of Detroit ... until the first pitch at Comerica Park.
Harwell's 1984 -- named in honor of the legendary Detroit Tigers broadcaster and their last World Series victory -- is a periodical examination of the Tigers by a foolish, foolish man determined to continue watching them. Big Brother is always watching Joel Zumaya go on the disabled list, we have always been at war with the Cleveland Indians, and the thought police are out back havin' a smoke.
If they win the World Series this year, no, the feature will not become "Impemba's 2009." That would be silly.
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Okay, Time To Back The Twins
As a Tigers fan, it's the right thing to do, because you'd want Minnesota to do the same.
From "Line Drive Base Hit" To "Line Drove Oh S#&%"
How the AL Central tiebreaker pretty much summed up the season and the love for the game. (Sappy, I know.)
Miguel Cabrera: Goat or Scapegoat?
Contrary to sportswriter opinion, this September collapse isn't all his fault.
Curtis Granderson And The Butterfly Effect
How I should have caught a home run ball that would have turned the series around.
Cumulonimbus 1, AL Central 0
The `1984 World Series team ceremony moved God to tears. The game was rescheduled.
The Last Interesting MLB Regular Season Series
Four games between Detroit and Minnesota will cause fans of both teams to sweat pure vegetable oil.
Ernie Harwell, One Day At A Time
How the monotony of showing up to work transcends a legendary Detroit Tigers broadcaster.
Myopic Hindsight: Revisiting The Miguel Cabrera Trade
An annual MVP candidate and a derailed train. Did the Tigers or Marlins make a better trade?
Assumption Junction: Pray For Angels Or Pull For Yankees?
What's the best-case scenario for the Tigers in the ALDS that they are not yet guaranteed to participate in?
The Road Less Travailed
With the Tigers' inability to win away from home, their playoff chances could diverge in a yellow wood.
Watching A Remarkable Piece Of Ace
Slump? Inconsistency? Tuck your worries safely away when it's Justin Verlander's turn.
The Great Carl Pavano Conspiracy
When you face a pitcher twice in as many weeks with different teams, you smell something awry.
Everything's Bigger In Texas, Including Ulcers
A terrible week, and still a first place lead. God bless the AL Central.
Any Win Over The White Sox Is A Perfect Game
A 4-3 record is perfectly acceptable when three of those wins are over a divisional contender.
Detroit Stars Jerseys For All
In this week's Tigers recap, I want a $200 jersey for much cheaper.
Brandon Inge Deserves Your Final Vote
You want versatility? He can hit, field, play anywhere, pitch, dunk, tee off, and cure certain forms of cancer.
The Road To Hell Is Paved With Minnesota Twins
Every time the Tigers visit the Metrodome, I feel a twinge in my gall bladder.
Ghosts Of Tigers Past Haunt The PCL All-Star Roster
Tigers fans ought to remember Chris Shelton, Eric Munson, and Yorman Bazardo. Probably not fondly, though.
Fernando Rodney, The Best Closer In The American League
Well, at least when he's acting as the closer.
The Carriage Of Figaro Pulls Into Detroit
The Tigers need a spot starter. They have no one else. This should be fun.