I am one pissed-off season-ticket holder. All I can say is, "One hit? One goddamn hit?!"
These guys are flailing away like a roomful of Dave Kingmans. I can't believe that they can't score; they can't hit; they can't shoot HGH anymore ... It's despicable.
I've missed more games than I've gone to this year -- mostly because I'm traveling and planning a wedding (my own). But this team is completely uninteresting.
I went to the game where Omar Vizquel returned to Cleveland, and his first at-bat -- an at-bat for a guy hitting .171 at the time -- was the highlight. Un. friggin. believeable.
I'm beside myself. Really.
Who wants some tickets to the Prog?!?!?
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The good news is the tribe are only 8.5 games out. The division is actually becoming competitive, and all indications point to another four team race, maybe five.
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