Tigers 11, Kansas City 4

Congrats to Mags (get a haircut) and Justin Verlander but most of all, to Motown’s billion year-old, chain-smoking curmudgeon of a manager. Jim Leyland began his Detroit tenure professing ignorance about the club, the AL and most disturbingly, any knowledge of Greystone Hall’s Scary Carey. Today, all of that means about as much as Denny McClain’s musical career. The Tigers are headed back to the postseason for the first time in 9 years, and while I’d be remiss without acknowledging the addition of quality citizens Kenny Rogers and Todd Jones (cue up sound effects of a massive coughing fit), I doubt it would’ve happened without Leyland, a guy I’ve dumped on at every available opportunity.