The first time I went to an Indians game it was in Municipal Stadium. We were in great seats and there were about 10,000 people at the game. The next time I went to an Indians game it was at Jacobs Field and the seats weren't great but they were all filled. I waited in line at Thanksgiving to get tickets to a game or two the following season. The last time the Indians were in the playoffs I lived near Cleveland. The last time the Indians were in the playoffs there was no football in Cleveland. The last time the Indians were in the playoffs we had a get together every night to watch the games, eat, drink and be merry. The last time the Indians were in the playoffs I had no husband, no kids, no furniture, no mortgage and lots of time to sleep.
I stayed up entirely too late last night watching the Indians take out the Yankees in four games in the American League Division Series. A little insight into this obsession--I got an e-mail from my Mother first thing this morning that simply said "Go Tribe! Boston here we come!"
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Go Tribe indeed. :) Wouldn't it be cool if they won the world series? From your mother perspective it is reversed with respect to the playoffs.
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