one to forget

| May 25, 2011 | 1 Comment

Perfect weather, perfect seats at Progressive Field. A sweet young lady by the name of Sarah Turner delivered a stirring (if a bit drawn out) version of the National Anthem.

Then Mitch Talbot threw his first pitch, Jacoby Ellsbury lined it up the middle, and it was all downhill from there. By the time the Indians scored, I was home and on my back deck, listening on the radio.

14-2 … Definitely one the Indians want to put behind them ASAP, especially heading on the road.

Category: Cleveland Indians

Mike Plant

About Mike Plant: Mike Plant has been in the business long enough to remember when cut-and-paste involved actual cutting and pasting. Having been alive in 1964, he does not believe in the curse on Cleveland’s sports teams, although Game 7 of the 1997 World Series made him waver a little. A graduate of Wooster High, Northwood University and Kent State, Plant has two sons making their way out in the world, neither of whom ever ask him for money. And, although he tries to avoid cliches when writing, he does, indeed, have an ex who lives in Texas. Plant lives in Wooster, and can be reached at 330-287-1649 or mplant@the-daily-record. He gladly welcomes all story ideas. View author profile.

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  1. jwood says:

    Changing the subject, just a little. Still baseball, though. Today. Every pitch, from every Giants’ pitcher, into the ear of every Florida Marlin.

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