Yankees-Tigers: 1:05 p.m.Does Peter realize that there are casinos in both Detroit and Windsor? If he had adhered to the code of the old timey sporting press, he would have been sitting in a cocktail lounge yesterday afternoon, wondering if he should (a) play a few more rounds of blackjack; or (b) get a lap dance. Instead he was busy lowering the level of the sporting discourse by writing an evil, evil blog.
Flight from Detroit from Tampa: 9:24 p.m.
Game called: 1:17 p.m.
Stories finished: 2 p.m.
Time to kill: 7:24.Ah, the exciting world of sportswriting. As I write this, I’m sitting on the floor at the gate, my laptop plugged into the only outlet within seven miles and I’m watching old episodes of the West Wing.