Jim Leyland and I need to have a talk real soon. While I do understand that it has only been a week into the major league season, expectations surely are not being met when you go 0-6, all games played at home.
Lofty expectations come along with a payroll high enough to make the Bosox and Yankees blush. Mr. Leyland, this is not the feel-good Tigers from 2006 who overachieved and brought a city so much joy. This is supposed to be the Midwest version of the evil empire, hate also included. See Jim, when your payroll crawls toward $200 million quicker than Paul McCartney's ex-wife without her prosthetic, you are no longer a lovable team. The feel-good Tigers went away when you signed Cabrera to the largest contract in Tiger history. We expect you to win, no, dominate. We expect you to embarrass and crush the competition.
Jim Leland, your Tigers have been officially put on notice. If this keeps up, expect the "boo birds" to migrate back to Detroit ahead of schedule.
