I love fall baseball… the way the run to the playoffs heats up and the play intensifies, even though a season of wear and tear have worn down most players. In the build up to the post-season in the past 5 years, there hasn’t been a lot to hope for. And even this year, I didn’t believe the Indians were going to hold it together until they went on a tear in the month of August, shutting down pretty much everyone (except the MFY, of course). I kept watching that games ahead column go up and down and up and down and up… and up… and up…

And then today… on Fan Appreciation Day at Jacob’s Field… they did it. Westbrook showed the best stuff from the mound he’s thrown since 2005, Sizemore had a great day at the plate, and men exchanged celebratory greetings in the form of leaping hugs.

If they keep playing like this and somehow figure out how to hit against the MFY, this could be it. The front office who kept saying, “wait until 2004 2005 2006 2007!” will finally be right and the dark clouds over Cleveland will allow a little sunshine to break through.

I don’t know why I’m getting my hopes up… I know that Cleveland is officially the most tortured sports city in America (if ESPN says it, it must be true, right? and relevant?) … but dang it, I get to watch post season Indians baseball, and that’s enough to make my day.

… that, and the fresh load of Bell’s I picked up while in that waste of space up north this weekend (in which, I had of course had a great time with Sarah and her family…).

I’m thinking I should do some sort of deep, introspective blog soon… we’ll see what happens.