I’ve always really liked blogging. I have a day job (all of us do) and we don’t get paid for writing. We do this because we love the Indians, and because we love writing about the Indians (and baseball in general). But when I’m forced to watch games like tonight (and like this whole darn road trip and a sizable chunk of April) I don’t really have much to say. And I don’t even feel bad about the fact that I don’t have much to say. If they’re not going to put forth the effort to play decent baseball, to look like actual professionals, then I don’t really want to put forth the effort to write about them. Maybe that’s part of the problem right now – lethargic play and losing are just contagious. A few guys have a bad night, and it just snowballs from there. Because as I sit here, I think “This is only one game…the world won’t end if I write a crappy blog post for this awful game.” Maybe for the Tribe it becomes “This is only one loss…it’s only April.” But the problem is that one loss ends up becoming six straight and now you’ve been swept on your road trip. And losses in April still count; maybe they’re not as acute as a loss down the stretch, but you can bury yourself before you even have a chance to contend.
I can criticize the pitching, but why bother at this point? When you score one run, how many games are you going to win? Zach McAllister could have gone out there on short rest and been lights out, and he probably still would have lost. And I’m tired of tipping my cap to the opposing pitcher. Yes, they’ve faced some decent pitching…but it’s not like any of these guys are necessarily Cy Young. As much as I love baseball, I had trouble keeping my attention on the game tonight. I answered some e-mail, made some hotel reservations for my vacation, and learned that there is a place called Cadbury World, and that it looks magical. I can’t even keep my mind focused on this recap, I start talking about chocolate-based tourist locales.
At least last night, the Indians managed to get some hits. Tonight, they had three lousy hits. David Murphy (not surprised), Michael Bourn (he’s been one of the few kind of hot lately), and Elliot Johnson (okay, didn’t see that one coming). If you look at that box score, there are a whole lot of zeroes; heck, the only free passes went to Mike Aviles (walked) and Asdrubal Cabrera (hit by pitch). They Indians had five lousy base runners tonight – that’s it. They also had yet another error (it seems like there’s at least one a night, sometimes even more). It was a throwing error by Yan Gomes as he tried to throw out Howie Kendrick stealing second. Kendrick then went to third and was able to score on an Albert Pujols sacrifice fly. Gomes had three errors all year in 2013; tonight marked his seventh in 2014. Last season, his stolen base runs saved (rSB) was 7, while this season it’s currently at 0. (I know, it’s early and small sample size, but you still can’t deny that even he’s much worse defensively this year). As a team, the Indians are 23rd in the majors in defensive runs saved at -42. For some perspective, the Royals are MLB’s leaders at +93.
The Indians come back home and take on the White Sox this weekend, after an off-day tomorrow. I’m hoping that a new month, the day off, and the return home helps somehow, because I can’t watch much more of this.