The CC Sabathia trade…even now the mere mention of that debacle still stings. It was that event that signaled the end of my season, where I lost hope and said, “fuck it.” Sure, I watched games and followed as usual, it’s just that my zeal was diminished as that was when the Indians ownership basically said, “screw you fans, you got your shot for a winner, and it’s not working so we’re going to absolutely gut the team as Lord Lurie hath taught.”
In that move, ownership told us not to bother. The Dolans realized that we wouldn’t pack the stadium in this economy to see a team that wasn’t winning so they traded their most expensive, tradable asset that would get the most in return. They didn’t want to spend the extra money, like always, and all of the sudden, their promise to spend when the team looked ready to contend’s deal expired, leaving us in the lurch, feeling like the jaded fans at the beginning of Major League.
But, strangely enough, Cliff Lee didn’t get that message, that he was supposed to give up because the ownership said the season was over, Vikings don’t give up that easily, no sir. As the Indians endured a 10 game losing streak and their heart and soul gets traded for a great unknown, Cliff Lee never gave up even though that essentially was the death knoll. See, Cliff Lee didn’t sign up for this bullshit, work his way back from being demoted to AAA an unbelievable YEAR ago and being all but given up on come the regular season.
But here we are, mired in the dog days of summer with the team showing signs of life, that last year wasn’t a fluke and there’s something to look forward to next year, and the crown jewel of this forgettable season just put another cherry on top of what has been the best season by any starting pitcher in all of MLB. Going from background music and being fun as hell to watch again and root hard for. Fuckin’ Cliff Lee is making major league hitters look like amateurs, back-to-back impressive dominations of two of the stronger offensive teams in the league. Read the rest of this entry »

In response to Spencer’s post yesterday about the Hall of Fame (which I thought would be filled with things such as facts, my bad) I have prepared my counter argument, why Bert Blyleven is an undisputed Hall of Famer. Some of the more stubborn people out there I’m sure won’t be convinced, but then again I think you could take Roman into outer space and he’d still believe the Earth was flat. 




