shortly before 1 am on November 3, 2016, the Cleveland Indians lost Game 7 to the Chicago Cubs in 10 innings and therefore lost the World Series. this came after the Tribe was up, 3-1, in the series. alas, they could not manage to win one game out of the last three, or even one of their final two games at home. and i'm stunned.
i had such a sweet, heartfelt blog draft started (much like how a lot of real writers pre-write
their stories) for if the
Indians won the World Series, and i'm really sad that it's never going to see the light of
day. so instead, i have written a blog with my thoughts on their losing the
2016 World Series, something i honestly did not consider a possibility. warning: i am a diehard Indians fan who's taking this loss hard, and this blog does contain some harsh, explicit remarks and potential knee-jerk reactions.
the 112th Fall Classic was met with a very intriguing
matchup between two teams with the two longest championship droughts in
Major League Baseball. the Cubs had last won the World Series in 1908 and the Indians last
won in 1948--that's 108 years ago vs. 68 years ago. except now,
the Indians are the biggest losers in baseball and their drought will officially extend
to 69 years at the commencement of 2017.
Chicago, a 103 game winner in the regular season, was the
