Category: Cleveland Indians (Page 67 of 96)

After leaving the bases loaded in the 11th inning tonight, the Tribe is now 0-for-their-last-23 with runners in scoring position on this homestand.

Even if they make the playoffs, they need to pull their heads out of their friggin’ asses, because this won’t get it done in the postseason, now matter how well the starters are pitching.

This game is still very much in the air (11th inning), but Victor is about the only dependable guy in the lineup right now, and he’s been the only one coming up with big hits consistently these last couple of weeks. Grady’s struggling, Peralta looks lost at the plate and Hafner is hot and cold.

Keep it up, Victor! Please….

WCPN jumps on the Tribe bandwagon, and like all things NPR, it has to be somewhat intellectual. They had a sports psychologist on who works with the Browns and Indians. Interesting exchange.

Some old timer called in to argue, like every curmudgeon who thinks all young people are a bunch of fools, that Grady Sizemore was more interested in his appearance with sunglasses out in center field than catching the fly ball he dropped in the KC game. That he should have worn eye black, and how typical it is of this “younger generation” that he was instead wearing designer sunglasses.

What. Ever.

The three game losing streak is over. Hard to imagine a worse time to uncork a losing streak, but at least it’s done now. Bill Livingston has a good column today, saying, among other things….

When Cleveland gets around to throwing pity parties, which it does at the drop of a fly ball in the sun, this was going to be a September the city might never forget.

Pity parties aside, this week has revealed the stark inner beast that lives inside every Cleveland sports fan. How many times this week have you heard normally sane people start saying things like “The Drive”, “The Shot”, “Jose Mesa”? There’s a vocabulary of woe that Clevelanders can recite almost as an involuntary reaction. Might be knee jerk, but I don’t think that’s the right word.

However you describe it, the phenomenon of Cleveland sports agony unites us. I found myself talking to a complete strange in a bar last night about this stuff. Never would have talked to him otherwise. There’s something about our Cleveland sports experience that really makes such journeys almost a civic engagement exercise. We don’t really want to go there, because it hurts…a lot…but when we do go there, we know EXACTLY the moment that journey begins, and we all sort of look around to find anyone else who senses it too. Anyone at all.

Well, it’s time to breathe again folks. The Indians are still alive, very much so, and even if they don’t make it, we’ll have another story to tell, another invisible connection to every other Clevelander that brings us together.

These last three games, the last two particularly, have been painful to say the least but, give this team credit, because when they absolutely, postively, unquestionably needed a win, they came through, beating the Devil Rays 6-0 Thursday night.

C.C. Sabathia was great, going eight, allowing five hits and striking out nine. The offense, meanwhile, finally held up its end of the bargain, delivering two two-run homers in the first.

But the fact that the Indians scored five of their six runs on the long ball (Hafner, Belliard and Peralta), and that the other run scored on Grady Sizemore’s double-play groundout in the third, is certainly cause for concern for a team that has shown an alarming inability to play “small ball” when it matters most. They left seven runners on base tonight and went oh-fer with runners in scoring position. Heading into a pivotal series with the Central champion White Sox and, potentially, a playoff series after that, these are not very encouraging stats.

And where is Bob Wickman? Granted, Wedge didn’t have much of an opportunity to throw him out there during the losing streak, but this guy hasn’t pitched since September 23. Last Friday. That’s a WEEK! This guy needs work, but when faced with the perfect opportunity to get Wick an inning in relief of Sabathia, Wedge instead called on Rafael Betancourt, who’s now pitched three times since Wickman last took the mound. Hopefully, Wickman’s inactivity doesn’t cause a problem this weekend. I’m already nervous when he takes the mound. A rusty Wickman scares me even more.

And for all of you scoreboard watchers out there (who isn’t these days?), the Yankees and Red Sox both won, with the Red Sox scoring a run in the eighth to tie it up against the Jays and another in the ninth to win.

This is going to be one hell of a weekend. Let’s hope we’re still talking about the Tribe next week.