They're not... look, they're not playing bad baseball by any means. This is a team right now that's catching some bad breaks, having a few costly lapses, be it defensively, offensively, whatever, and running into good performances.
If it's not one of those things, it's another one of them. A combined effort by all. Not bad baseball being played. Not excellent of course, because if that was the case, they'd be winning games. They're not winning very many games. But they're not horrific, so, silver lining...yeah.
INDIANS - 3 | YANKEES - 4
W: David Phelps (4-3)
L: Scott Kazmir (3-3)
S: Mariano Rivera (21)
I mean, David Phelps, who? The guy that went toe-to-toe with Justin Masterson last month, comes out and does it again. He one-hits the Indians through six innings. Sure he walked four, but spread them out and when you limit to one hit, you are allowed those passes. Because walks don't hurt when the other team is getting hits.
And that one hit? Shoot, debatable of if it was even a real hit. Certainly not a well-hit ball by Stubbs in the third.
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We can only spend so many hours of the day watching the games, so we’re left with a lot of idle time to speculate.
As a born and bred Clevelander, I am all about the Rock ‘n Roll. I am of the generation of Album Oriented Rock (AOR), the 70s radio format featuring longer, more obscure, and less-repeated songs than the ones the Top-40 stations played. (In its heyday, AOR stations were even known to play bootleg recordings of local concerts, complete with muffled coughs and hushed comments- surreptitious versions that were spirited out of concert halls in a manner worthy of Cold War espionage.)
You win some, you lose some. You win more, you lose more. You are forced to play a game having lost your starter at 1 in the morning, you.... Yeah I got nothing there.
The Cup is OURS!