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Wait until next year, AGAIN
August 20, 2009 - Jim Bartholow
These are tough times for area baseball fans. Seems like all of our teams are rebuilding ... again. This season has been especially disheartening for my Cleveland Indians. They were supposed to contend in the American League Central Division. From the outset their pitching struggled, gave up lots of runs early or blew leads in the 7th, 8th or 9th innings. The slow start became a two-month long death spiral. By the time June arrived all the talk was about how it wasn't that late in the season the the last-place Tribe could turn it around. I even believed the talk even though Cleveland was 15 games or so below .500! With the team playing poorly and attendance plummeting in the midst of the recession, the Tribe was forced to clean house, trading away virtually anyone who had a big contract, or was due for one in a year or so. As for stars, there's only Grady Sizemore and Travis Hafner, both capable of great things, but both playing well below their potential this year. The one saving grace for Indians' fans is that they don't have to compete with the high-spending Yankees or Red Sox, who are in the Eastern Division. I don't know if big changes are ahead for manager Eric Wedge or general manager Mark Shapiro. As a fan, I just want a team that competes in its division and plays better than this year's edition.
Grand kids We had a chance to spend time with granddaughters Avery and Peyton, ages 6 and 4. They are two bundles of energy, to say they least. Seeing them is precious time for us since they live in Columbus. Let me just say we sleep well AFTER they leave.
A new dog in town We are the proud owners of a new dog in the Bartholow house. Rudee is a male poodle full of love. However, Rudee and the incumbent top dog of the house, aka Loki, a female longhair doxie keep their distance, but we're hopeful they will bond. For now, we're happy if they gont' growl at each other.
A shopping tip I learned last week that a bargain may not be much of a bargain. We needed hot dogs and the store had them on sale 10 for $10. Must have been a senior moment, but at the time that didn't seem so bad. When I got home, I realized two adults really didn't need 10 pounds of hot dogs. My only response is that the store was going to make me pay full price for 1 pound of weenies, like more than $2. I know that's weak, but that's the best I can do in my own defense.
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