Friday, November 4, 2016

The Greatest Defeat



The Greatest Defeat


Written by:  The Cleveland Fanatic

Hello Fanatics and thank you for reading through this, my first blog.  In the last few days I have had a chance to gather my thoughts after the Cleveland Indians recent Game 7 World Series loss to the Chicago Cubs.  There are few words that I can use to describe the game itself.  For anyone who was lucky enough to watch the game unfold you surely realize you watched possibly the greatest 7 ever, at least the greatest of my lifetime.  The Cleveland Indians after leading the series 3-1 (more on this later) heading into game 5 in Chicago with a chance to end it all came up one run short.  The Game 5 loss set the stage for a phenomenal end to a rather uneventful (respectfully) series.  When I say uneventful I am simply speaking to the lack of lead changes in the first 6 games of the series.  Only two time has a team scored first only to lose the lead at any point heading into Game 7.  If you are anything like me when you woke up that Sunday morning prior to Game 5 and had an uneasy feeling that what happened just four months earlier in the Cavaliers unbelievable and historical comeback in the NBA Finals, also down 3-1 to the overwhelming and record breaking Golden State Warriors.  I told a friend that very morning that the 3-1 lead absolutely worried me.  Now I am not one to say that Karma played a part in the outcome of the World Series but to not consider it would be foolish, unless of course you do not believe in such things.  After the Game 5 loss I was asked if I was still worried, on the surface I was not, but deep down I was very unnerved.  The 2016 Indians were an incredible team to watch with such a dynamic underdog story that for any Cleveland fan around it felt like the rug was ready to be pulled out at any time.  I know, for those of you reading it seems as though I do not believe in our sports teams, and that could not be farther from the truth.  I love these teams and I always have hope that until that last second, until the last out or the last buzzer this year is always THE year!  I just simply felt that if a win in Game 5 did not happen that the overwhelming series favorite Chicago Cubs would make history.  This team was loaded with MVP candidates (Rizzo and Bryant) and 2 Cy Young candidates and a former Cy Young Winner (Hendricks, Lester and Arieta respectively).  The best record in baseball, the best pitching staff and the best offense in baseball was never going to be easy to take down.  The Indians in the face of all that, coming off of two straight series wins against the Red Sox and the Blue Jays in which they also were underdogs, never showed their fear.  This club came into the series knowing they could win it all and they came so very close to doing just that.  Back to Game 7, the Indians got off to a rocky start as their Ace Corey Kluber making his 3rd start of the World Series was chased after he faced just one batter in the 5th inning.  Kluber in the series was absolutely as dominating as he was throughout the playoffs and the hope that he would pitch the Indians into history was taken away rather early.  The team continued to battle back to make it 5-3 Chicago in the 5th only to see Chicago score again in the top of the 6th to stretch their lead to 6-3.  Fast forward to the bottom of the 8th with hope fleeting and Aroldis Chapman entering in the inning with one runner on.  The chances of the Indians coming back was all but gone, but then something magical happened.  Brandon Guyer hit a double that scored Jose Ramirez who reached on a single to second.  Then the at bat that very nearly changed the course of history happened.  One of the unlikeliest of people, Raji Davis who had struggled (Batting Average wise) so mightily throughout his limited playing time in the Playoffs, fought off pitch after pitch, 100+ mph fastball after another to take Chapman deep to tie the game.  This was it, this was the moment, and the Cubs went quickly in the 9th to set the stage for late inning heroics.  Unfortunately the Indians were unable to score in the bottom half and sent the game into extra innings.  What came next may not have even been accepted by Hollywood for a movie script. A rain delay, of course why wouldn’t there be a rain delay in a Game 7 where there were 176 years of combined droughts between the two teams.  Extra innings and a rain delay, to my knowledge this has never happened in World Series history.  The delay lasted 18 minutes and the ensuing inning was not what we were hoping for.  Chicago scored twice and Raji once again drove in a run to make the deficit one run in the bottom of the 10th.  Michael Martinez would ground out to end the game and folks for the love of the game of baseball the next moment was special.  As a lifelong Indians fan I had to take a moment and appreciate the beauty of seeing the Cubs 108 year title drought come to an end as we Cleveland fans saw our combined 52 year title drought broken by the Cavaliers.  Every emotion we felt 4 months earlier was now being felt by Cubs fans everywhere.  It was hard to see my team lose in such spectacular fashion once again, but this feels different.  This was not a Cleveland team that dropped the ball, or was wildly overmatched.  This was an underdog who fought through to the bitter end, until the 30th out (10 innings) of Game 7 and never quit.  I am so proud to be a Cleveland fan and these Indians embodied what it means to be a fighter, the same as the people from northeastern Ohio know all too well.  Thank you Indians for giving me the most memorable season I have ever watched and for fighting til’ the end of what I was always remember the Greatest Defeat of my lifetime.  Next year is real, the same as it was for the Cavaliers I believe this too is the last year, we say Next Year for the Indians. 

Friday, June 17, 2016

Why I Care



Why I Care
Perspective of a Fan

            The other day my roommate asked a sports related question that I was honestly stumped by.  This for me is not something that happens often especially when the person asking is not much of a sports fan.  This is not to say I know everything about sports but for the most part I usually have at very least an educated guess to send someone’s way.  He asked me the following question, during game four of the 2016 NBA Finals.  Why do you care so much about this?  Now this doesn’t seem like a hard question to answer but put your mind in a position where you are watching your lifelong favorite team losing en route to a 3-1 series deficit.  I was sad, disappointed and slightly angry with the fun he was poking at my ill feelings towards the game, again he is no fan of either team and he just wanted to see me get a little roused.  So here I am a sports fan for 25 years, a man who prides himself on being an above average knowledgeable fan, and I had absolutely no response to this question.  I looked at him with hurt in my heart and sadness in my voice and simply said “I do not know”.  

            The answer to my above question is not easy to explain and it took me three days and a win in game five of the NBA Finals to find an answer.  I love sports, there is no other way to say it other than I have an unadulterated and unwavering love to the sports teams in northeastern Ohio.  I grew up being taught our both poor and rich history among the Cavaliers, the Indians and the Browns.  I knew of all of the success in the 1960’s for the Browns behind none other than one of the greatest running backs of all time Jim Brown.  There is also the heartache that has been (choose any of the 30 for 30 Believeland clips) the looming shadow over the city of Cleveland since 1964.  I personally watched the Indians World Series losses in both 1995 and 1997 to Atlanta and Florida respectively.  These were some of my earliest sports memories as a child, I was four years old during the ’95 season, so why would I subject myself to that kind of torture for the next 21 years?  Does it make me crazy to continue to watch every single year, let down after let down?  There is one answer to both questions, HOPE.  Hope that next year will be the year that it ends, next year will be the greatest joy a sports fan can find.  As I currently write this, it has been 52 years since the city of Cleveland has won a professional championship.  As a loyal Cleveland sports fan we all sit and wait for the day that the drought ends.  I hope that this NBA Finals will be the one that it all finally happens.  If it does not happen now, maybe the first place Indians will end it in October, or dare I say the Browns may pull off a miracle and complete the job in February of 2017.  So maybe this will be it or maybe it will not, but what is for sure is that this man will continue to watch until that day finally comes.

            Hope may be the driving force behind why I watch, but it does not explain why I care.  Why do I care so much about a team of grown men, some younger than I, play a sport that I loved growing up as a child?  I was never good enough to play at that kind of level, but I found no greater level of enjoyment in my life than playing game of pickup basketball or being a part of a High School baseball game.  Sports bring people together who otherwise have no common ground and forge a bond toward one common goal, to win.  I may be crazy for caring so much, but that does not dissuade me from hanging on every moment as if it were the last.  Finding something in life to love is one of the best things one can find, and as I said before I love sports.  So with that being said, why would I not find so much joy in watching a game that I love so very much?  I may end up disappointed at the end of each season but if I do not care then what would be the point of watching?  I may spend more of my time watching these games than I should, but I do not care, I will watch and love these teams as if they were my own.  So I suppose the answer to my question, why do I care, is because I have found something so much bigger than just me to love so very much.  I will watch until the end of my life whether you give me what I want or not, I will continue to love you and I will always care.
                                                                                              
  -Kyle Jones