I just have to stop watching the Tigers. Nobody needs the depression of watching them every night.
This is worst than 2003, when they lost 119 games. Expectations were high, and they're playing horrible, listless, boring baseball. These aren't lovable losers; these are overpaid, slow, old, difficult-to-watch bores.
I'm the eternal optimist and am holding out some hope that things can turn around. But I'm already calling for the head of the hitting coach and the pitching coach; Leyland's will be next. Maybe he just can't win with high expectations.
At least they're still only 6 games back. Ugh.
And I hate interleague play, too.
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