Eric Thomas spent most of his career in Flint working as a rock radio DJ and dodging various gunfire before spending two years in Detroit back in the Free FM Days.
Since then, Eric has spent a lot of time doing the “radio traveling” thing. Spending some time in upstate New York before moving to Washington DC for two years.
A lifelong sports fan, Eric is very happy to be back home in Detroit and on The Ticket.
Thank you, José Iglesias. You’ve saved August for us.
The suspensions landed with a thud on Monday afternoon and laid there, fans stepped around them, not even trying to show the interest that the media automatically assumed they would.
If you’re a fan of most sports in Detroit, this week has been swell.
Welcome to rock bottom. Maybe we can take comfort that there’s no further to fall. We winced at the headline, those words now forever etched in the history of the city.
It’s being exploited by people who answer the dinner bell of outrage and supplemented by the herd-like mentality among the American public.
That’s the worst part of this week. There aren’t even any decent sports to distract us.
Did you set your lawn ablaze when you got dandelions? Did you divorce your wife for dinner related failure? (“Bottom line: She burned pasta.”)
So the Tiger’s bullpen is fine now?! What a difference two weeks makes.
He was fired from the private security firm where he worked. Isn’t that enough? Why is he facing espionage charges?
It was three games of unwatchable baseball, unless you’re an Angels fan—the offense underperformed when it mattered, the bullpen was atrocious and Rick Porcello looked like the Rick Porcello we’ve known for the last two years.