Tigers... Grrr

Ok.... So.... I just got home from a freaky, hectic day in Downtown Detroit.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm a regular Baseball's Biggest Fan. Whenever there's a game, from the Red Sox to the Bobby Sox, I'm out there, waving my pennant, hoping to catch a foul ball.

Or, like they say back in my home country:

Me llevan a la bola de juego,
Me lleve a la multitud.
Comprarme unos cacahuetes y cracker-jacks,
No me importa si yo nunca volver.

But there's a time for peanuts and Cracker Jacks, and there's a time for conducting business. Noon, on a weekday is no time to shut down a major metropolitan area, and open up the streets to block parties, beer fests and general public displays of revelry.

Yeah, folks I'm as happy as could be that the Tigers are playing their season opener here at home.

I'm just as thrilled as you that we beat the socks (Sox) off Texas 15-2. But get a grip folks.

Some of us still have things to do that don't involve closing down entire city blocks, diverting traffic and playing music at a decibel level loud high enough that the United Federation of Planets Tigers fans can hear Slappa the Rappa and his posse of Crappa hip hoppin' about who is gonna put who down.

It's just a game for heavens sake. A bunch of grown men, running around on a field chasing a little ball and hitting it with sticks.

So, it marks the end of a winter that we, especially here in Michigan could have done without.
So, it represents spring, new beginnings, new life, Good Friday and all that stuff.

Yeah, it was a nice day, the sun was shining, the flowers are blooming and little birds are chirping in the tree tops. It was a good day to get out, see the sunshine, smell the flowers.

But couldn't people do that just as well in the privacy of their own homes?
Why is it necessary to shut down the streets of a major city to have a party.
Do we want the rest of the world to think that nobody around here has a job?