Butterflies in October
As a born and bred Detroiter, I take great pride in the sports teams that reprsent the Motor City (and its suburbs). And so it is with a sense of boyish excitement that I watch as the Detroit Tigers play the moneyed, machine-like Yankees. It's been a good long while since I've had a team I actually care about in the playoffs, and it's great to have butterflies in October.
I'm not going to prattle on about the poetry of baseball or it place in the American canon. But I will say this: It beats not being in the post-season. And to see the Yankees lose to my team, well, it doesn't get much better.
Bless You Boys!! Let's see if we can restore the roar of '84.
