DETROIT — It had been a glorious fall here in Detroit — day after day of 70s, soft breezes and sunshine. Few clouds. No storms. Construction cranes continued to swing in a revitalized downtown, finishing skyscrapers and fresh condos alike. The Tigers got hot and offered a few weeks of baseball’s unique burst of energy.
And the Lions ... the Lions kept winning, 4-1 now.
Here in a city that is used to political insults and underdog status, a strange phenomenon had washed over the people and the place — life as a favorite.