A Prince and his Palace
I loved Cecil Fielder. He may have been a crappy father but during a period when the “Bless You Boys” had become more of a curse than a prayer, he was a bright spot in an otherwise dull lineup. When his boy came up and then became a star with the Brewers, it was fun to watch but I had a hard time really getting into it because, well, he was a Brewer, not a Tiger. But that has all changed.
I don’t know what Prince will do in a Tigers’ uniform. I hope he’s going to be a monster in the tradition of his father but after the watching the White Sox live the Adam Dunn experience, it’s obvious that these things are far from certain. What I do know, though, is having a Fielder in Detroit just feels right. Welcome back, Prince. I hope that Comerica is a palace to you like Tigers’ Stadium was to your father.
-A
Red State Blue State
If the Tigers were still playing in Tiger Stadium (like they should be) he’d probably be popping them out of there left and right. Who knows about Comerica National Park, though. Prince definately has the power, though, and I hope he does well. In the Cecil era, I really liked Mickey Tettleton, too. His stance and wad of chew was just awesome!
–Mike