On the eve of the All-Star break, the Tribe dropped the third of a four-game series to the Toronto Blue Jays, 7-1. The Blue Jays had 11 hits. We had 8 hits and could only muster up one measly run. There was even a Jays’ error in there and we still only managed to score one run. What happened to these guys? You know, the ones who went 18-8 in the month of April? Gone is the romance that was so divine, ’tis broken and cannot be mended. (Do you think Irving Berlin could have been a closet Indians fan?)
The fans’ romance with the Indians isn’t ended. With your favorite team, it never ends. But June and the beginning of July definitely reminded us that the 2011 Indians are mortal men, full of foibles and mistakes and blown opportunities, just like every other human being.
While Asdrubal Cabrera and Chris Perez are (rightfully) in Phoenix playing in the All-Star Game and Manny Acta is (rightfully) acting as an AL coach during the All-Star Game, the rest of the team can take a break and regroup. A few random, non-sabermetric thoughts on the Tribe as we head into the break.
* We brought up Lonnie Chisenhall at the right time in his development. We sent Cord Phelps back down at the right time to enhance his development as a player without breaking his confidence.
* Anecdotal evidence suggests that the more buttons Travis Hafner has unbuttoned on his uniform shirt, the more likely he is to get on base. I lack the digital editing capacity to track this.
* All the position players on the active roster are hitting above the traditional Mendoza Line with the exception of Luis Valbuena, who’s only played one game in the majors this season, and um, Austin Kearns. Yeah.
* When I looked up the Gimme a Break intro on YouTube, I realized that reliever Frank Herrmann bears a striking resemblance to the middle daughter on that show.