Oh! Me of Little Faith!

I've mentioned (often?) before how I am simply not a night person. Last night, e'en tho' 'twas the Saturday Night just a day before my 42nd b-day, I still let myself nod off and called it a night once teh Tribe fell down 3 to 1 in the 3rd inning. Little did I know that Cleveland would come Right Fecking Back to take the lead in the 4th.

Loser...

D'oh! No. No. No. {-; Y'all may not believe it, but I really went to bed feelin' pretty confident that the Tribe would make a game of it, if nothing else. They've done it all season long. But even then I wouldn't say I was all that confidant 'bout their chances last night in Bean Town.

So imagine my pleasure this morning when I opened teh iGoogle and found... Well, this one line says all that's needed.

The seven runs for Cleveland (in the 11th inning!) were the most by a team in one extra inning in postseason history.

The ALCS moves back to C-Town, tied up, 1 an' 1.

What use could ya have for faith when you've got the reality of the down an' dirty grinders that are the 2007 Cleveland Indians suitin' up everyday?

My boy, Jack Westbrook, takes the hill 'gainst Daisuke Matsuzaka on Monday Night. I don't see the Indians changin' their game plan for anybody, so you can be sure I won't either. Though I do hope I can manage to stay up just a little bit later this time...

;-}

GO TRIBE!!!