Go Get 'Em, Ernie

It's funny how a sport can make you feel. Like you're part of a family. Like you're on top of the world. Like that same world is crashing down upon you. I'm not sure about other cities around the world, but I know for sure that in Detroit, we live, breathe, and die with our sports teams.

Death is another one of those funny things. It doesn't matter who has passed: it still leaves a hole.

Last night, Detroit Tigers broadcaster of fifty-five years, Ernie Harwell, lost his one year battle with bile-duct cancer. The Tigers just won't be the same.

Go Get 'Em, Ernie! You'll be missed.