me, dan, and joe's lucky streak of indians games ended last night. not that i think it was our fault in any way. when you more or less have your AAA team playing, losing is more likely to happen. still, we did get to see our beloved omar vizquel play. what a guy. he's about the only somewhat famous person i've ever met, in the lobby of the art museum when i was home for christmas break a few years ago. anyways, he got more applause than the rest of our current team combined, which is sad, but somehow makes sense.
as a lifelong resident, i don't expect too much. while people will continue to complain, i just shrug and figure we get lucky sometimes and always end up saying 'maybe next year.'