It was the ninth inning of the game. The Tigers were down to the White Sox with a score of 4-2. The game hadn’t been going well for the Tigers since the first inning and this looked to be the end of the game. But then Victor Martinez stepped up to the plate. The ball came flying toward the plate and Victor smacked it into the right field stands! Home run! Later, Alex Avila singles on a ground ball bringing in John Hicks, tying up the game. This game became very exciting, very quickly. However, the Tigers ended the inning with a tied game sending it into extra innings.
I was excited to see if the Tigers could pull this off, probably the most excited I had been about the game since the Tigers had last scored in the sixth inning. It didn’t take long into the tenth before the White Sox scored and ended up with two more runs. Would the Tigers top that? Would they tie? It didn’t look good as they struggled from the get-go of this inning. I hoped they would at least tie so they could challenge again for the win, but I was about the only one. Those behind me wanted the Tigers to win, but it didn’t seem likely. A tie was possible, but the fans in the stands quietly hoped for the loss. Why? It was cold and windy. It had been a long day, starting out at 4:30 a.m. and now, 12 hours later, they were ready to go home. They weren’t at work and they didn’t have to do anything strenuous, but life in that cold, windy mezzanine was becoming unbearable. They preferred for this game to be over.