All I can say is Holy Shit! My boys the Cleveland Indians lead the mighty Yankees 2 games to zip in the Divisional Series! I hate to jinx them, but I can't tell you the last time I have been this excited about baseball. Actually, yes I can...
The year was 1997. It was the 1997 World Series. Game 7. The game where Jose Mesa blew a lead in the ninth inning against the Marlins to erase a great outing by Jaret Wright. I remember the exact place I was at when it happened....BW3 in Wickliffe Ohio (East Side of Cleveland). I remember grown men and women crying like babies at the bar after it happened. I really can't think of a time where I was more bummed out by a baseball game.
In 2003 the Marlins beat the Yankees when I was living here in South Florida and it was a great moment. I remember celebrating at the Blue Anchor with Cheryl and Mr. Douglas. But nothing quite breaks your heart like a loss in the 9th inning of a game 7 in the World Series. I am hoping this year has a much different finish...I am looking for a little redemption 10 years later.
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