Sooo, man, I don't know where to start.
I guess I'll start with the motherfucker I hate most, well, the motherfucker rally killing SoB I LOVE to hate most. But Myles Straw came through when it mattered most and made up for ineptitude in the beginning. It also doesn't help that the opposing CF is outplaying him at the dish.
But that bloop double started the whole thing and gave everyone in that dugout a JOLT. He was confused at fist but made the correct call at getting to 2nd late.
The place stood tall after that and it was House of Pain time.
Kwan comes up and rips one. (Very unfortunate hitting with RISP tonight by the way, Hits didn't produce it seemed.)
Place goes nuts for Kwan.
Now's the time I look at my dad and say ahh fuck Boone is going to the pen and try to get Amed induce a double play ball.
He laces a groundball single. The stadium is on the verge of blowing away.
Now José steps up and I swear the José chant was electric. I'm already horse but I gave it all. Then he rips a hard play hit. Total bonkers. It's in the air at this point. The G's are going to pull this off. Yankees fans are sitting down and not heard AT ALL.
Naylor... man is struggling. Total letdown of an AB. But then...
The whole fucking stadium including my 52 year old father is singing SPONGEBOB FUCKING SQUAREPANTS. Like dad, I didn't even watch that show, I watched Rugrats, Hey Arnold and shit, how the fuck do you know these goddamn lyrics?? But crowd amplified it and sung it into existence, whatever, I joined in with the juices I have left at this point. Voice is fucked. Too many Fuck the Yankees chants.
Oscar takes a pitch or 2, fouls a couple, then the greatest in-person game I ever attended becomes complete and I say that for the lone reason because I never hugged so many complete strangers in my life. I high fived at least 5000 people. I trolled every Yankees fan telling them don't worry its a 5 game series. Some bad sports, but fuck them.
There were a couple fights as the game winner took place, my dad said a fat Yankees shoved an 140 pound soaking wet Guardians fan at least 8 feet. While he was what the fucking at that, I was getting bro hugged and feeling some boobs chest to chest. Dudes, chicks, grandma's, grandpa's, just a total ball. The greatest man. You'd have to be there to feel the energy, it totally felt like once in a lifetime and everyone took advantage of that.
Cleveland is a special place, the day we win a ring in baseball will be everyone's classic life moment. The amount of happiness in that bitch, you'd never know we happen to come up short a lot of times. I still have to catch up in this thread and find my Hammy plays.
Congrats though guys on witnessing one hell of a win and let's do it again tomorrow.
