And our Tigers did not disappoint, with a pretty nice win over Boston in the season opener. Hopefully the first of many....
I go to spend time with my best friend of 24 years - Marge. I've mentioned it before, but her name is not really Marge. It's Jennifer. Most people call her Jenny. I don't. I either call her Marge (preferred) or Jennifer (in the company of the very few who don't know I call her Marge). In high school we were inseparable, and my last name was Holmes so I became Holmer. She immediately became Marge. Her nickname stuck. Mine, did not.
Here we are enjoying our first Bloodies of the day, downtown near the usual tailgate spot.
The wet bar/tailgate...
Marge with her husband Jason, aka the "bartender" and originator of the Opening Day tradition.
Seriously, I try so hard to look cool and see how she is?
The three of us hitting it at Nemo's beer tent, also a tradition.
Our friend Rose, Marge and me...a beautiful day but just a little chilly downtown.
Marge channeling Karen from Californication.
I am trying to show the many artistic beer cans Labatts was offering this year
Chucks. Matching. The usual.
A perfect day with my best friend...priceless.