by Hilary Barta
No raining; no pouring.
In Motown they’re roaring.
.   The Tigers saw red
.   and knocked ’em dead,
They’re returning to Texas this morning.
No raining; no pouring.
In Motown they’re roaring.
.   The Tigers saw red
.   and knocked ’em dead,
They’re returning to Texas this morning.
The defense of Texas was tight
From the catcher, and later from right
.    From third to the plate
.    was a distance too great
and Cabrera was out like a light
Jim Leland put Beltre on first
Of the options that proved to be worst
.    The dreamed double-play
.    was singled away
And by Nelson, Detroit was submersed
For Rangers, the game ended happily
with thanks to their catcher Mike Napoli
.    There won’t be no crown
.    to wear in MoTown
if Tigers don’t stop playing crappily
Martinez had banged up his frame
And Beltre was dinged, almost lame
.   Two pros that were sore
.   both chose to ignore
the pain for the sake of the game
In Detroit there is reason to shout
Their boys this post season are stout
.   They might not be pretty
.   but these Tigers are gritty
They’re poised and they’re toughin’ it out
The hard-stuff was raining in Texas
Said the Tigers, “Their fastballs just wrecked us.”
.   Both bullpens were great
.   but Feliz got three straight:
His pitching was all about Xs
Cruz Control
The trouble with loading the bases
is for runners you’ve run out of places
.   And go extra innings
.   your woe’s just beginning,
’cause brother, you’ve run out of aces
A walk or a homer — you choose
A ball or a strike — they both lose
.   The bases are loaded,
.   your bullpen’s eroded,
and tall at the plate: Nelson Cruz