Biggest win of the year, and the unique type of game that could boomerang on the league.
Coming back late with multiple RBI hits was a first, but the resilience was even more impressive after how the Tigers were able to score two gift runs off Tolle.
The stadium warned everyone to take shelter except Red Sox defenders, none of whom could grip the waterlogged ball and make accurate throws through the monsoon and lightning bolts. Narvey made a dumb chuck and Andruw made another while slipping in the swamp trying to avoid a python headed for his noggin.
Then a Boston offense that had every right to pack it in and dry off suddenly broke an 0-for-2026 streak in the clutch: Duran, Abreu, Rafaela, Mayer (good for him, enough of this "young guys fault" when they're all young guys playing a young guy's sport).
The Sox prevailed, even when we knew Whitlock would make it scary because for some reason holdover Bailey hasn't told Tracy that Whit can't pitch on back-to-back nights,
And Detroit is done -- Skubal's gone, protecting his kabillion-dollar future again like when he left his USA teammates to die in the WBC -- and the Tigers just choked what should've been an easy win vs. a doormat...
... slowly pulling their sox up, painfully pushing themselves off the floor.