OK, now that I have a moment free, here's a summary of the weekend:
Saturday was outstanding. Gorgeous weather (the percent chance of rain dropped from 90 to 30 on our drive up to Cleveland), and the Indians shellacked the Mariners 17-2 in my first ever in-person playoff game. Every single player who batted during the game scored at some point. Even the late-inning subs. Paul and Sarah were not so thrilled by the game, especially considering that a lot of the Indians' scoring was thanks to sloppiness on the Mariners' part. Like, for instance, the 8th-inning grand slam, which was only a grand slam by virtue of the bases having been loaded on walks. For an opposing view of things, check out Paul's web page. He says he'll be putting a new essay up soon. On the plus side, he did like Jacob's field (ball park #28 and counting), although they lost points for not having cup holders. Aspiring architects, take note.
After the game, we went down to the Flats, had a yummy dinner, chatted, walked along the river a bit, and then took a cab back to their hotel (the Sheraton on St. Clair - fantastic view) where we said our goodbyes. From there Joe and I went to Mom's house, had a lovely time talking to her late into the night, and then turned in. All quite pleasant.
Sunday morning, after a big breakfast, we headed south, and so did the outlook for the weekend. The rain they'd been talking about all day Saturday managed to hold off until Sunday, making the drive home a bit treacherous, and delaying Game 4 in the afternoon. Just as well, I guess, since it meant I got to see both my teams get beaten. Both of them blew leads, too. Wheee.
Still, it's nice to have a fall where both the Browns and the Indians are playing well. That hasn't happened in my lifetime.
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