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A Night at Comerica Park with the Tigers

 Last night we had the best night ever at a Tiger's Game.

I brought a group of residents to a Tiger's baseball game this past summer and because of that I got on the list of "group leaders", people who brought a group to a Tigers Game.  So recently, I was contacted by the Tigers to come on Fan Appreciation weekend to a special Group Leaders Appreciation activity.  We got two free tickets and I had to go to a presentation beforehand but it included a drink and some snacks and during the presentation, they had drawings.  The amazing thing was that  out of 4 prizes, Larisa won a signed picture of Al Kaline and I won a signed picture of Ron Gardenhire, the Tiger's old manager.  We got to come in to the park through the club entrance and we got our promotional blankets from some friendly ticket takers without anyone else lining up with us.  After we leisurely heard the presentation and had our pop and snacks, we went down to our seats on the first base line, 18 rows up from the field.  

The game was great!  It was a few innings of 3 outs and done for both teams but then the Kansas City Royals got a run and we were worried for a second.  Until an inning when the Tigers got 3 runs and we felt a little better.  Then, unbeknownst to us, as it was fan appreciation weekend, every inning they announced 5-10 prize winners based on your seat up on the scoreboard.  And by the sixth inning, Johannah was picked for a signed baseball!  At this point we had 3 of 4 of us with prizes, and the game was going great and it was so fun.  

Then, they had random "Rocky, Dance, whatever" cams they would put up on the Jumbotron. They would go up during the times the pitcher was replaced as the pitcher would need time to warm up and they would show fans in the stands.  At one point they had the Rocky Cam and we were put up on the Jumbotron.  It was so fun but of course we did not get a recording of it.  Then the Tigers scored two more runs in the bottom of the 8th inning.  It was so exciting!  Then, the  Dance Cam came up and you know Mark, Johannah and Me stood up and Mommy just sat and filmed it and guess what happened?  Of course we got on the Jumbotron, and Mark was in perfect form and they showed him for about 15 seconds.  It was amazing and his version of Orange Justice was spot on.  




The Tigers won 5 to 1.  We got two signed pictures, one signed baseball, on the Jumbotron twice and a video record of the second time.  

Best of all, I got to spend this amazingly fun night with my girl and two of our awesome kids.  What a fun night to be remembered!  Go Tigers!




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