tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583585060396492339.post6402922834434426230..comments2024-03-05T00:46:39.661-08:00Comments on The Irascible Poet: The End of Tiger's Stadium-The End of General MotorsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6583585060396492339.post-14860526539088697982009-06-10T12:27:41.844-07:002009-06-10T12:27:41.844-07:00I was born and raised in Michigan (have known many...I was born and raised in Michigan (have known many GM employees) and have lived in the Phoenix-Metro area now for 15+ years. I was followin' along until you got to "America has become like Phoenix-everything is new and clean and antiseptic" part. In Phoenix, you're more likely to see a transient covered in dust sleeping under an overpass or mesquite tree than you are to see a Zen fountain, whatever that is. But I did see someone's building a new church over on Northern Avenue that looks like a Buddhist temple. I try to avoid downtown Phoenix. Only masochists go there. Same with the freeways. <br /><br />I went to Detroit stadium exactly once as a kid. Sports ain't my thing. (Though I think my grandma has probably listened to or watched (tv) every Tiger game she could. Whenever I hear a sports announcer, I think of her. That's sports' only redeeming quality as far as I can tell.) The new stadiums here are in Glendale, not that far from where I live. They can tear 'em both down, and it won't hurt my feelings. The one looks like a giant silver spacecraft landed in the middle of the desert. Very odd.Agneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01647973221532833038noreply@blogger.com