by James Finn Garner
I wish Detroit had gone farther,
not so quickly emptied their larder
.    but I feel I’m in luck
.    to not hear Joe Buck
and double that for Colonel McCarver.
I wish Detroit had gone farther,
not so quickly emptied their larder
.    but I feel I’m in luck
.    to not hear Joe Buck
and double that for Colonel McCarver.
The third was both end and beginning,
It determined the losing and winning
.    For the Tigers, the plane
.    To the Rangers, champagne
All it took was one Texas-sized inning.
Tonight, if the weather stays dry,
the Tigers will give it a try
.    In duct tape they’re bandaged,
.    yet somehow they’ve managed
to fight to game 6, do or die.
Beltre thought it a routine DP,
As simple as, well, 6 – 4 – 3,
.    But third base interrupted
.    And the Tigers erupted
And are still fighting for the ALC
Son, take a look at this year’s Verlander,
This model’s sure worth a gander.
.    With the mileage he’s racked up
.    He still hasn’t cracked up
And his aim down the road never wanders.
No raining; no pouring.
In Motown they’re roaring.
.   The Tigers saw red
.   and knocked ’em dead,
They’re returning to Texas this morning.