Now that is some chicken shit finagling!! The Cards, justly fearful of the wrath of the Tigers, arrange a very "convenient" sprinkle to stave off the inevitable ass whuppin' that they were going to get. But have no fear, Oh Tigers Nation, our lads will be back tonight, with clean hands, and prepared to administer the righteous wrath on these pitiful escapees from an avian refugee camp. The end for the Gas House Gang begins tonight.

BTW, Sam Crawford is starting in right field. This brings a live bat to spark the other hitters, and blazing speed on the bases. Be afraid, St. Screwie, very afraid.

I can taste the Jamesons now.

Mick