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The feast of the interleague inferiors is over. It's back to American League big-boy school for the Tigers in what could be the defining week of their season. Thursday, specifically, is huge.
The secondary phase of this tragedy involves Penn State's institutional lapses. It's inconceivable -- now given the broad scope of Jerry Sandusky's insidiousness -- that the university can say it had no prior knowledge or suspicion of Sandusky's deviant conduct over such an extended time.
It's only now officially the beginning of summer, but the baseball calendar approaching July reflects time turning more precious than plentiful.
The adolescent petulance toward LeBron James won't cease. It'll simply seek another outlet should he secure that first NBA championship in the coming days.
They're unfortunately becoming a little too familiar with Tigers head trainer Kevin Rand at Detroit Medical Center this season.
It still hasn't sunk in for Quintin Berry. Hot food. Anytime he wants it. "Man, that's pretty sweet," he said. "We basically only got cold sandwiches in the minors."
The temptation is there. Perhaps the Tigers finally are regaining the consistency of a team destined for September importance as opposed to end-of-the-season irrelevance. They're getting healthier, getting faster and, manager Jim Leyland hopes, getting a little meaner.
Twenty years later, some of the principals involved in the creation of the Dream Team -- obviously those tired of genuflecting before Michael Jordan -- expressed their regret that Isiah Thomas didn't get his rightful place on that seminal stage.
Ohio State and Michigan are Costco football recruit shoppers. They buy in bulk. Michigan State isn't exactly a coupon clipper, but it's a more conscientious shopper.
Mayhew's message was clear. It's time for the youngsters to grow up and to take charge of this team. It falls on Matthew Stafford, Calvin Johnson and Ndamukong Suh.
The most ridiculous complaint among the chronic LeBron James whiners is that he took "the easy way" to serious NBA championship contention. This has been "easy"?
Of course, running away with hype is fun until somebody trips and loses an eye. Hype should be harmless amusement, the result of a 24/7 sports media culture that needs something to write and rant about when there remains months before games are played. As far as Detroit is concerned, hype has become an airborne virus that should be avoided at all costs.
The haters have a new target for their venom in the absence of Brandon Inge and Ryan Raburn. Welcome to the gallows, Brennan Boesch. Here's your blindfold and cigarette.
Jim Leyland: "The facts of life for us right now are that we're a little wobbly, our knees are a little wobbly. We're in a corner and we've got to figure out a way to get our feet underneath us, come out and punch back. And we'll find out if we do that."
Jim Leyland wants reporters to write what we see and "have the nerve to say something." OK. This team stinks, falling from funk to dysfunctional.
"I wasn't producing. This is a results business, and I wasn't getting it done. It's just the nature of the beast."
"We’re bummed that this happened," race chairman Bud Denker said, "but we’re also proud of how we quickly and decisively we responded when the problems arose."
Ryan Raburn batted second in his Mud Hens debut. He softly grounded into a double play in his first at-bat and struck out swinging with two runners on in the third.
As sad as he was to bid farewell to Nicklas Lidstrom, Ken Holland is fired up about the opportunity awaiting him in what will be the Detroit Red Wings' most important off-season in the last 20 years.
Do the Tigers risk becoming baseball's version of the Miami "Hate"?
Fueled more through adrenaline than annoyance, Justin Verlander rocked the radar gun on his final pitches Thursday. His velocity reached an ungodly 102 m.p.h. -- on what would be his 116th pitch of the afternoon. Verlander hoped the fiery plume of his fastball might ignite the fuse and awaken the Tigers from their offensive slumber.
The Tigers didn't lose their second straight to Cleveland because of an umpire's eyesight. They lost due to their own myopia, their inability in accepting that they aren't a very good team right now.
There's a part of Jim Leyland dying to tell everyone: "I told you so." He knew the challenge facing the Tigers in 2012 wasn't as automatic as many believed.
There's no more fitting poster child for the Tigers at the season's 40-game mark than Max Scherzer. He embodies the immense potential of this team, as well as the incessant frustration.
Someone referred to Justin Verlander's effort Friday vs. the Pirates as "just a one-hitter." The Tigers ace has spoiled us. But make no mistake: He'll get no-hitter No. 3 someday.
A feeble Big Ten excuse for its woefully embarrassing BCS record is that it must play the perennial powers from the Sun Belt "in their own backyard."
The true threat to the NFL isn't the headlines of another former player's life ending far too early or the suspicions of bounties. The real danger is what happens 10 years from now.
Proving doubters wrong is nothing new to quarterback Kellen Moore. He spent four years at Boise State constantly knocking on the BCS national title door, each rap resonating a little stronger, a little louder.
The best advice Nick Castellanos got from Miguel Cabrera when working out with the Tigers slugger in south Florida last winter was don't worry about slugging. Cabrera told the 20-year-old elite prospect with the 6-foot-4 frame that time would take care of the long ball. Just concentrate right now on sweetening that batting stroke. Can it get any sweeter?
The reaction was mixed as Delmon Young strode to the plate for the first time since all the controversy he brought upon himself. The applause was cordial, if not voluminous. There were some noticeable jeers. For the most part, Comerica Park was silently indifferent to Young's return Saturday afternoon.
As the BCS dies a slow death over the next two years, don't expect many mournful tributes. But like with everything else, when critics cry that anything would be better than the status quo, they get it and learn "anything but" is potentially worse.
Granderson had his eighth home run, and those still lamenting Granderson wearing Yankees pinstripes rather than the Old English D had their 800th reason to regret the three-team trade three years ago that brought Jackson and Scherzer to Detroit.
The phone rang in Dave Dombrowski's room at the Tigers' midtown Manhattan hotel around 3:30 Friday morning. Long experience taught him that it probably wasn't good news.
Those looking for that immediate gratification will judge the success or failure of this Lions draft solely on the contributions of a little known cornerback from a little known college. They’ll be disappointed.
The Tigers, who are now 10-10 after a fifth consecutive loss, can't even stay out into the wee hours of the morning without embarrassing themselves these days.
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