Cleveland is having a moment. An honest-to-goodness MOMENT. And I couldn’t be happier or prouder. I won’t say I’m surprised. I truly believe that hard work, done well, by good people can’t go unnoticed. But that doesn’t diminish the excitement.
Cleveland Indians baseball is my true love of the sports in this town. My mom and I went to or watched every playoff game while I was in high school. I worked at the Team Shop at Jacob’s Field in the late 90’s. I had a poster of Omar Vizquel in my bedroom (I would still, but Matthew vetoed that). Hammy’s voice gives me chills. And walking into Progressive Field for the first time with my son is on the list of my favorite parenting moments thus far.
This year, I was at the game when Jim Thome was inducted into the Indians Hall of Fame. And the enthusiasm for this beloved former player was only outpaced by the enthusiasm for the current team.
The Indians have had an amazing season: one that was largely unexpected from the outside looking in. But much like Cleveland’s rise to the national spotlight, those of us on the inside are not surprised. It’s been building. We’ve seen it coming. We’ve always believed. Of course, that doesn’t make us any less elated.
This team’s story is the story of Cleveland: hard work, done well, by good people.And no matter what happens in this series, that remains true and cannot go unnoticed.
This is our time. This is our moment. Let’s #RallyTogether, as we always have. PLAY BALL!