Perfect Game The Imperfect Game StandsPerfect Game5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If I knew what kind of game todays would be I'd have never gone. Or just waited in the parking lot by umpire Jim Joyce's beat up old chevy with my Louisville sluggar.
Today my beloved Tigers played the horrid Cleveland Indians. I've never been to Cleveland but if the commercials can be believed, they're just as bad a city as ours. My home, Detroit.
I arrived early as us regular season ticket holders will do. Sitting down the first base line you make lots of friends. I didn't but most did. I started my ritual of eating a hot dog followed immediately by a handfull of hallucinogenic mushrooms. It was going to be a short day.
By the end of the national anthem I was f