The Many Faces of Giselle

Sometimes I have the sweetest, calmest, most adorable cat:


And then there's the possessed Mr. Hyde side she was showing this morning:

22 years is enough of a wait.

(photo from the Detroit Free Press)

GO TIGERS!!!!!!!!!!!

The Detroit Tigers haven't been to the World Series since I was six years old. I still remember watching the 1984 World Series in our family room, having pizza and drinking Coke out of my one of our Little Caesar's Tigers glasses and cheering wildly when they won. It's been a long wait since then, but what a beautiful way to win a series.

Last night, they raised my blood pressure a few too many times- leaving bases loaded, allowing the A's to load the bases after 3 straight walks, bringing it to the bottom of the 9th with the game tied and two outs. And then after singles by Monroe and Polanco, Magglio Ordonez steps up to the plate and with a 1-0 count, just smashes the most beautiful, perfect walk-off home run into the left field seats to win the game and bring my beloved Tigs to their first World Series in 22 years.

Now in Detroit, our championship hopes have long rested on the Red Wings and Pistons. We haven't had much luck with baseball or football in my lifetime. I don't think many people hold out hope that the Lions will ever be much good. But somehow the Tigers have managed to hold on to fans even through 12 straight losing seasons, including 2003, when they lost 119 games to set a new American League loss record. Nobody expected them to have a good season this time around, and they came out fighting for first. After tanking end-of-the-season games to my fiancee's adored Kansas City Royals, popular opinion was that the Yankees would make short work of the Tigers. And yet they turned a poor end-of-season record into 2 series wins, 7 post-season wins in a row, and now a trip to the World Series. I can't wait to cheer them on.