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Posted: Tuesday September 22, 2009 11:14AM; Updated: Tuesday September 22, 2009 1:20PM
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Tigertown (cont.)

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Winning is a tonic, but Curtis Granderson (above) & Co. get personally involved with fans too.
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The deal made perfect sense to Ilitch, a pizza mogul who was born in Detroit, whose father worked as a tool- and die-maker for Chrysler and who still refers to Ford as Ford's, as if it were a neighborhood drugstore. He is a businessman by trade, but he is consumed with two causes that don't always lend themselves to profit. "Turning around our city," he says, "and winning the World Series." Ilitch, who is 80, wants to see those goals realized in his lifetime, which helps explain how the Tigers have managed to keep payroll high, ticket prices relatively low and the community-relations budget constant in a period of plummeting revenue. As one major league executive puts it, "Their owner doesn't operate from a profit-and-loss standpoint. He treats the team more like a public trust."

Ilitch has won four Stanley Cups as owner of the Red Wings, but you get the sense he'd trade one or two of them for a World Series trophy. Before Ilitch started Little Caesars Pizza, he played shortstop at Detroit's Cooley High, and when he graduated, the Tigers tried to sign him for $5,000. A tough negotiator even then, Ilitch insisted they double their offer. When the team balked, Ilitch joined the Marine Corps. After a four-year tour of duty he finally reported to the Tigers' minor league affiliate in Tampa, but he hurt his knee catching a pass in a recreation-league football game and lost his greatest asset, his speed. "That still haunts me," Ilitch says. "I often wonder, Could I have made it to the major leagues if I had never hurt my knee?" He took a different route to the majors, buying the Tigers in 1992, eight years after their last World Series title, but the team went on to have 12 straight losing seasons under his stewardship, and his pride hurt as badly as his knee.

Mr. I, as he is called, stands in the plush Tiger Club overlooking rightfield at Comerica Park. He has just held a press conference to announce that the Motor City Bowl now will be named the Little Caesars Bowl, since Ilitch agreed to sponsor the game when the automakers no longer could. He is still as slender as a shortstop, and he pumps his fist when he makes a point, specifically when he expresses his disdain for salary caps. Other teams in the Rust Belt, like the Indians and the Pirates, would likely rejoice if baseball ever ratified a salary cap. It would theoretically level the balance of power and help clubs in cash-strapped areas compete. This summer the Indians pared their payroll by trading starting pitcher Cliff Lee, catcher Victor Martinez, first baseman Ryan Garko, leftfielder Ben Francisco and setup man Rafael Betancourt; the Pirates peddled veteran shortstop Jack Wilson, second baseman Freddy Sanchez, first baseman Adam LaRoche and centerfielder Nate McLouth. The Tigers, meanwhile, added veteran starting pitcher Jarrod Washburn at the trading deadline and lefthanded bat Aubrey Huff shortly thereafter at a cost of roughly $5.5 million.

"The economic realities and challenges in our city have changed the operating paradigm for us and for many other small-market teams," says Indians general manager Mark Shapiro. "We still have a chance to win and are still playing for that year when everything clicks, but our windows are smaller and our margin for error is smaller." When Tigers president and general manager Dave Dombrowski was asked if he felt similar pressure to cut back this season, given the economic realities in his city, he shook his head. "Our owner is unusually aggressive," Dombrowski says. "His philosophy is, Never assume the answer is no."

Ilitch can be too agreeable at times. He shelled out $38 million to Jeremy Bonderman, $29 million to Dontrelle Willis and $21 million to Nate Robertson, and not one of those pitchers currently has an ERA under 5.00. But he has also shown a willingness that other owners don't share to deal with Scott Boras, having signed Ivan Rodriguez, Magglio Ordoņez and Kenny Rogers in consecutive seasons earlier this decade; each was a crucial building block in the franchise's ascent from the 119-game losers in 2003 to a World Series team in '06. And in '07, when high school pitcher Rick Porcello nearly fell out of the first round of the draft because Boras represented him and teams feared he would be difficult to sign, the Tigers picked him 27th. Now, Porcello, masterfully handled and developed this season by Leyland and pitching coach Rick Knapp, is 13-9 and the team's No. 3 starter. "I go to owners meetings, and you get the feeling that some could take it or leave it," says Ilitch's son, Chris, the president and CEO of Ilitch Holdings Inc. "It's a hobby for them. You win some, you lose some. My father just isn't that way."

Detroit has always had its showbiz side, dating back to the Roaring '20s, and Ilitch believes that live entertainment is integral to a renaissance. That's part of the reason he bought the Fox Theatre in 1987, hired welfare moms and recovering drug addicts to help bring it back to life, then built, largely with private funding, Comerica Park across the street and helped persuade Lions vice chairman Bill Ford to put his football stadium next door. In a city famous for blown-out buildings, the Fox has not sustained so much as a broken window since its renovation, a testament to the love the old playhouse engenders. Even the homeless say they discourage panhandling beneath the Fox marquee.

When you come downtown only for a show or a game or a $9.95 filet mignon at The Detroit Pub, you can get fooled into thinking that things aren't so bad here. It's like going to New Orleans and never leaving the French Quarter. "The seats are full, the restaurants are full, and you start wondering if it's really not as bad as everyone makes it sound," Granderson says.

Major leaguers can escape most financial realities, but over the winter the Tigers held an auction for their foundation at the Motor City Casino and offered fans a chance to buy blocks of time with Verlander, Leyland and Carlos Guillen. "That's when it sunk in," Granderson says. "Nobody was bidding. It was really awkward. Players had to bid on each other to get the price up to $5,000." One item up for auction was a painting of Granderson and Ordoņez. Miguel Cabrera, the Tigers' $152 million first baseman, ended up with the winning bid.

Granderson thought the climate might be improving this summer, when his foundation held a wine tasting and auction at Big Rock Chophouse in the upscale suburb of Birmingham. With prodding from a few Tigers, a woman paid $12,000 so her son could take Cabrera and Guillen to school for a day. Granderson's mother, Mary, was in Detroit for the event, staying at the Greektown Casino Hotel. Granderson walked to the hotel after a game one night and was overjoyed to see the streets abuzz. Then he took the elevator up to his mother's room on the 27th floor and looked out her window. "I didn't see a single light on in any of the other buildings," Granderson says. "It was depressing."

If he can imagine, 42 years ago it was worse. In July 1967, local police raided an after-hours drinking club in northwest Detroit, igniting a smoldering discontent into five days of rioting and looting. Forty-three people died, 1,189 were injured and more than 7,000 were arrested. After a doubleheader, outfielder Willie Horton drove to 12th Street in full uniform, hopped on top of his car and, with fires raging around him, pleaded for peace. A year later the Tigers won the World Series. "For us, it was all about overcoming the riots," says Al Kaline, star of the '68 World Series, and now a special assistant with Horton in the front office. "Today, it's about the loss of jobs. We can't get anybody a job, but we can give them something good to watch on TV and read about in the papers."

Michigan State's basketball team made it to the national title game in Detroit in April but lost. The Red Wings made it to Game 7 of the Stanley Cup finals in June but also lost. Leyland knows what a championship would do for the locals. He grew up 70 miles south in Perrysburg, Ohio, and his gray mustache and gravelly voice would fit as well on an assembly line as they do in a dugout. "We have to be careful because we make a lot of money and these people have lost jobs and homes," Leyland says. "I know what that money means. I know how much it costs for that ticket and beer and hot dog. It's tough for these people. You can tell. You can feel it."

On a warm evening in the first week of September, 20-year-old Victor Moore is walking on Woodward Avenue, asking for spare change. He is beneath a Fidelity Investments billboard that reads, JOBS CHANGE/DREAMS DON'T, when a passerby turns him down. "Then how about a ticket to the game tonight?" Moore shouts after him. "You and I could go watch the Tigers together."

Down Montcalm Street, on the sidewalk that rings Comerica Park, Steve Nelson is kneeling down and peering at the field through a row of green bars. Nelson has not really slept in four days, and because his view of the game is obstructed he cannot see the pitcher, the catcher or the hitter. "But I've got everything else," he says with a grin. The infield dirt, the outfield grass, the ball flying, the crowd rising, the centerfielder chasing and that priceless fountain over the fence spitting a stream of water into the sky.

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