By Joe Moskwa
I’ve written some things on this site – I’d say maybe ten articles. (Uh, more like almost twenty.) However, I don’t think I’ve mentioned where I’m from. Most of you probably know me personally and, like me, live in and around Detroit. I’ve never revealed this because sometimes I can’t handle the cracks about the “D”. Outsiders I’ve never met will say things like, “Have you ever been shot?” or “Do you live by a crackhouse?” Gimme a break. While I typically roll my eyes at these comments, the REAL conversations I prefer to avoid are those that associate me with the Detroit Lions and Detroit Tigers. I’m born-and-raised in the D, but I’ll just lay it out there now. If you wanna hit me where it hurts, disrespect the Red Wings or Pistons. But if you wanna talk about a waste of space near Greektown or the Elwood, then I’ll get right in there and tell you ALLLL about how the two monuments of disappointment we call Ford Field and Comerica Park stand side-by-side and would be better off if they were sold to other cities. But that’s a conversation for another time.
Okay, I’m sure I’ve upset some Lions fan who still holds onto hope; probably the same guy who sat next to me and drafted Verlander, Sheffield, and Bonderman at my fantasy baseball draft. (How are those picks workin’ out for you, dude?) But the point of today’s article isn’t to annoy Lions and Tigers fans, but to broach another subject that I’m hearing on my favorite local radio shows these days.
I keep hearing about how The Joe isn’t filled to the rafters for playoff games like it used to be. Folks blame the economy. I disagree. I say its because the Red Wings have just torn up the regular season for so long, but have consistently fallen short of a championship in years when the team was an overwhelming favorite. If the Wings make the finals again in ‘08, expect the house to be packed. (I’ve already have my seats lined up.) I recently had the pleasure of spending an afternoon with a player who’s a year or two away from being called up to the Wings. He told me that no one can stop any of those Europeans and Detroiters will be drinking from Lord Stanley’s cup this summer.
As for the Detroit Pistons…
While you can get under my skin by knocking the winged wheel, you can dig a whole lot deeper by downing the red, white, and blue. I’ll be heartbroken (again) if the five-man machine falls to another one- or two-man show, but I’ll stick by ‘em. And if Sid the Kid clips the Wings? Fine. I won’t desert them either. Why? Because we Detroiters are blessed to have two organizations that are well-run. Two outta four ain’t bad. (Ironically, one of the “good†teams and one of the “bad†teams share the same owner. It’s comical to think one organization is considered the Cadillac of their sport, while the other is a bit of a laughingstock.)
Is there a point to today’s ramblings? Well, they are two-fold. Now you know how to get me riled by criticizing our hockey and hoops teams. Secondly, carving up the Lions and Tigers will roll right off my back. What are some of the other teams on my most-hated list? The New York Yankees, New England Patriots, New Jersey Nets, Indianapolis Pacers, Colorado Avalanche, Miami Heat… and most hated of all, Michigan Wolverines football. That’s right, I just put Michigan football on the evil side of the ledger. Eat it Ann Arbor wannabes!
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Go Wings. Go Pistons. Happy 50th Birthday mom! (And happy b-day Steve Yzerman too!)
And can the local radio guys please stop talking about the Tigers’ woes. It’s already old and it’s only the second week of May.
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