I don't know football, or hockey, or basketball, but I do know baseball.

The Detroit Tigers, my boys, my team.

Anyone who personally understands me knows that I obsess over my Tigers both during the regular season and the off-season.

It was a rough year for my boys. And it wasn't that you were bad; the Orioles, Indians, and Blue Jays simply had a better year than you did. But that doesn't give me a reason to stop watching you.

I don't follow you because of the logo on the front of your jersey, I follow you because of who you are. The team would not be the same without Miggy, Iglesias, Justin, Kinsler, McCannon, J.D., Castellanos (my favorite) and all of the other players on the 40-man roster.

Castellanos, you started out as a rookie with a goofy grin on your face and have become a solid third baseman. Cabrera, the thought scares me that you may not be a Detroit Tiger anymore. You have hit some incredible games, accomplished amazing feats, and are continuing to pursue your dreams of baseball. The things you can do with a bat and glove are incredible. My favorite memory of you was when you and Jose Altuve stood on first base and un-tucked each others' shirts. I also miss seeing your daily interactions with Prince Fielder. On that note, Fielder, when you grabbed some nachos from the guy in the stands, it was hilarious and memorable to say the least. I also want to give a shout out to Fox Detroit commentators, Mario and Rod. I'm always annoyed when the game is on a different channel because I know it means I won't hear your commentary. Verlander, there is no denying that you are one of the greatest baseball pitchers of all time and this year you proved to all of the naysayers that you are still worthy of being a Detroit Tigers pitcher.

Finally, I'm writing this because I know once the next season starts most of you will not be wearing a Tiger uniform anymore. I just wanted to let you know how much I have enjoyed watching all of you play. To be honest, baseball has not always been a life-long love of mine. It was about seven years ago that I first started watching your games. So, unfortunately, I missed Magglio's golden years, Miggy's early years, and the 2006 World Series team. The team has changed quite a bit since I started watching. Granderson, Inge, Scherzer, Porcello, Fielder, Price, Infante, and Hunter have either retired or gone on to play for different teams.

But my message to you: You may come and you may go but you will always be a Tiger, no matter how long you wear the jersey.