07-02-2002, 04:16 PM
As a lifelong Indians fan I must say it is disappointing to see them throw in the towel on the 2002 season but success was obviously not forthcoming and they seem to have a good eye on the future. Colon became a bona fide ace and was not going to remain in Cleveland much longer so the deal must be deemed a smart one. I think they got good prospects in return. I would love to see Bartolo pitch Montreal into a post-season berth. Nothing would be a better one finger salute to Bud Selig than Montreal and Minnesota in the playoffs.
As far as the Indians go, it has been a great 8 year run. Growing up in Cleveland in the 1970s playoff baseball seemed like an impossibility. Games at the "Mistake on the Lake" frequently featured less than 10,000 fans and our biggest draw in the 80s was a one year wonder named Charbonneau, who went from Rookie of the Year numbers to making really really hot chili for sale at Rego's grocery. My biggest highlight of the botton dwelling Tribe years was attending Len Barker's perfect game in 1981. It was Cleveland v. Toronto, who featured a pretty good basketball player named Danny Ainge at 3rd base. I started keeping score but my 11 year old attention span got bored after 5 innings so I quit. All 12,000 of us were on our feet for the finale though--Rick Manning doing a great blue heron immitation to make sure everyone in the stadium knew he had the 27th straight out. They gave away a Cadillac afterward, the result of a weird "it'll never happen" clause written into the stadium's lease. My mom took my sister and I back to BP the next day--my ticket signed by Barker now rests in my desk drawer.
The late 1980s found me ushering at Municipal. Seeing 60 games a year had it upside but most of the best play occurred when a good visiting team was in town. New York games rarely turned out good for the home team but we did get quite a thrill out of waving our "I hate the Yankees" hankees--the brainchild of Joe Tate of WWWE radio. Souvenirs were extra $ in high school too. My sister and I made quite a bit of extra cash selling the "Free Hats to the first 20,000 (right!)" for a buck a piece to the vendors outside. Mostly though, ushering meant standing in a empty general admission section and yelling "You can't sit here". The cops liked everyone contained to cut down on pot smoking I guess. Sure increased the fights though. Thankfully the ownership gave up on 5 cent beer night after a not so mellow game decades earlier.
Finally in the 1990s the Tribe got a new home and an owner and GM ready to spend some $ and put a winning team out there. Imagine the heartbreak when the strike of 1994 hit with Cleveland atop the standings. I was already living in Seattle by then but got frequent reports on the Tribe from my dad back home. He told me of one older lady he heard during a sports call in show. She said "if they strike this year it will be a tragedy of biblical proportions". She summed up the feelings of many Indians fans that summer.
Of course, none of us knew that 1994 was the beginning of a run of playoff teams only interrupted one year of the next 7. Finally our years of devotion to the cellar dwelling Indians was paying off. I was doubly lucky because the playoff road went through Seattle, my adopted home town. I remember screaming like crazy in a crowded Bellingham, WA bar when Kenny Lofton scored from 2nd on a pass ball that Randy Johnson dogged it on. Fast forward a couple years and I am in the same tavern nearly in tears after Jose Mesa blew Game 7 and gave the World Championship to a mercenary team from Florida. Its not surprising that Omar took a pitch in the ribs in 2002 because of comments he made about that blown save.
We all knew that 2001 was a last gasp for the Indians. A new owner, a publicly traded stock to watch, a new GM--it seemed only a matter of time before the belt was tightened too much to compete with the free spending Yankees and new powerhouse in Seattle. Last year's team was good but Seattle and New York so much better--I was disappointed but not surprised the Indians season ended at the hands of the M's. I expect the Mariner's to take over the mantle of the last to first Indians and give their fans a good 8 year run to help blank the memories of 12,000 in attendance games at the Kingdome.
I'll still be listening to Indians baseball this summer (thank you mlb.com!) but full on Tribe Fever will have to put on hold for a few years. Hopefully Omar and Thome will stick around and show the youngsters how to play like winners. Hopefully Shapiro can build a team that will contend again in a few years. Hopefully the Jake will not become a house of broken dreams, like Municipal. Hopefully the Indians will be back on top before too long.
KJS
As far as the Indians go, it has been a great 8 year run. Growing up in Cleveland in the 1970s playoff baseball seemed like an impossibility. Games at the "Mistake on the Lake" frequently featured less than 10,000 fans and our biggest draw in the 80s was a one year wonder named Charbonneau, who went from Rookie of the Year numbers to making really really hot chili for sale at Rego's grocery. My biggest highlight of the botton dwelling Tribe years was attending Len Barker's perfect game in 1981. It was Cleveland v. Toronto, who featured a pretty good basketball player named Danny Ainge at 3rd base. I started keeping score but my 11 year old attention span got bored after 5 innings so I quit. All 12,000 of us were on our feet for the finale though--Rick Manning doing a great blue heron immitation to make sure everyone in the stadium knew he had the 27th straight out. They gave away a Cadillac afterward, the result of a weird "it'll never happen" clause written into the stadium's lease. My mom took my sister and I back to BP the next day--my ticket signed by Barker now rests in my desk drawer.
The late 1980s found me ushering at Municipal. Seeing 60 games a year had it upside but most of the best play occurred when a good visiting team was in town. New York games rarely turned out good for the home team but we did get quite a thrill out of waving our "I hate the Yankees" hankees--the brainchild of Joe Tate of WWWE radio. Souvenirs were extra $ in high school too. My sister and I made quite a bit of extra cash selling the "Free Hats to the first 20,000 (right!)" for a buck a piece to the vendors outside. Mostly though, ushering meant standing in a empty general admission section and yelling "You can't sit here". The cops liked everyone contained to cut down on pot smoking I guess. Sure increased the fights though. Thankfully the ownership gave up on 5 cent beer night after a not so mellow game decades earlier.
Finally in the 1990s the Tribe got a new home and an owner and GM ready to spend some $ and put a winning team out there. Imagine the heartbreak when the strike of 1994 hit with Cleveland atop the standings. I was already living in Seattle by then but got frequent reports on the Tribe from my dad back home. He told me of one older lady he heard during a sports call in show. She said "if they strike this year it will be a tragedy of biblical proportions". She summed up the feelings of many Indians fans that summer.
Of course, none of us knew that 1994 was the beginning of a run of playoff teams only interrupted one year of the next 7. Finally our years of devotion to the cellar dwelling Indians was paying off. I was doubly lucky because the playoff road went through Seattle, my adopted home town. I remember screaming like crazy in a crowded Bellingham, WA bar when Kenny Lofton scored from 2nd on a pass ball that Randy Johnson dogged it on. Fast forward a couple years and I am in the same tavern nearly in tears after Jose Mesa blew Game 7 and gave the World Championship to a mercenary team from Florida. Its not surprising that Omar took a pitch in the ribs in 2002 because of comments he made about that blown save.
We all knew that 2001 was a last gasp for the Indians. A new owner, a publicly traded stock to watch, a new GM--it seemed only a matter of time before the belt was tightened too much to compete with the free spending Yankees and new powerhouse in Seattle. Last year's team was good but Seattle and New York so much better--I was disappointed but not surprised the Indians season ended at the hands of the M's. I expect the Mariner's to take over the mantle of the last to first Indians and give their fans a good 8 year run to help blank the memories of 12,000 in attendance games at the Kingdome.
I'll still be listening to Indians baseball this summer (thank you mlb.com!) but full on Tribe Fever will have to put on hold for a few years. Hopefully Omar and Thome will stick around and show the youngsters how to play like winners. Hopefully Shapiro can build a team that will contend again in a few years. Hopefully the Jake will not become a house of broken dreams, like Municipal. Hopefully the Indians will be back on top before too long.
KJS