I attended 22 Tiger games, 20 at Comerica and 2 at U.S. Cellular Field.
Get ready for it, the Tigers won 18 of the games I attended in 2009! I'm way ahead of you here. I must purchase season tickets for 2010, because clearly I am a charmed woman who conjures Tiger victories out of my magic giant yellow knockoff Dolce bag that I take to every game (because each item necessary to a prepared fan can fit inside its capacious confines). Donations may be submitted to fund the aforementioned season tickets. A worthy cause, no?
Here are the starting pitchers (and the corresponding Tiger victories):
Verlander: 6 starts, 5 victories
Porcello: 3 starts, 3 victories (the kid likes cougars, what can I say?)
Jackson: 4 starts, 3 victories
Galarraga: 2 starts, 2 victories (no doubt, Armando needs me at each and every one of his starts)
Robertson: 3 starts, 2 victories
Figaro: 1 start, 1 victory
Bonine: 2 starts, 1 victory
Washburn: 1 start, 1 victory
Yes I saw the one good Washburn start, yes, believe it, revel in it. AND Inge hit the walkoff winner in the bottom of the ninth, AND my friends surprised me with tickets and a group outing, AND put a birthday greeting on the CoPa scoreboard for me, it's beyond storybook, kiddies.
Now it all began on April 14, when the first game I was slated to attend got rained out, and I found myself in a rank mood for a couple days. I mean, the season started late because of the World Baseball Classic, I didn't go to the opening series, I was supposed to see Porcello's CoPa debut that day...the gripe list goes on and on.
My first game of the year would then be the Yankees on April 27, which I happened to attend with a couple blokes you might know, Blake of the Spot Starters and Rogo from DesigNate Robertson. Ian, distinguished Editor Emeritus over at Bless You Boys, was supposed to join us, but had a better offer. I assume it was the likes of Zooey Deschanel, because what other influence could cause someone to ditch three such illustrious bloggers? It was great meeting Blake and talking some baseball, but Rogo kept interjecting details about his mancrush on Derek Jeter the whole game. It got a little nauseating after a while.
Part II coming soon to a theater near you.