The Hammock Papers: Tough.

12 October 2011

Tough.

We already knew that getting to the World Series would be hard for the Tigers. Now we know it will be hard for the Rangers, too. The Tigers just showed that you can hurt them physically and you can devastate them emotionally. But you cannot beat them easily. They won't allow it.

Now you have a series, and Detroit's autumn from heaven just got a little more exciting. The Lions, Michigan and Michigan State are a combined 15-1, the Tigers are three victories from the World Series, the weather is perfect, the leaves are gorgeous, the cider is delicious and Aretha Franklin just nailed the national anthem in her pajamas.

Read the rest at The Freep.

I'm thrilled the way we played. We're tough.

- Jim Leyland

Keep on rollin', Tigers ...

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MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."

DAN CAMPBELL