I don't think I've ever flip-flopped between wanting a game to restart and not wanting a game to restart as much as I did with this rainy-mess of a game. Of course you would love to erase a 9-2 deficit and forget about the whole thing, because you might as chalk that one up to a loss.
But when you suddenly score three runs to make it some sort of a ball-game, then things get interesting.
Tack on a few more to make it a two-run game, and all of a sudden you feel like you have a chance.
Of course when it was all said and done, rain couldn't prevail and neither did the Indians.
TIGERS - 11 | INDIANS - 7
W: Justin Verlander (5-4)
L: Ubaldo Jimenez (3-3)
Let us, just for a moment, spit in the face of instant gratification.
Some nights, you can't do much. There's always things you can do differently. There's always things that could have went your way and there's always things you analyze as to what went wrong.
If we’ve learned anything over the years, it’s that ... (1) You can’t just throw money at the open market and assume things will play out the way Bills James and his boys say it should in their ZiPS projections.  (2) It’s not always a good idea to award mammoth contracts to guys who are in their 30s or about to hit their 30’s. (3) For a variety of reasons that only hindsight can help explain, players who sign long-term lucrative deals with another team other than their own, have historically underachieved more often than not.
Long ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a boy with a lightning scar met up with a duck from outer space and went to look for the missing idol with his best friend, who was a vampire with golden eyes who could not act, and they unleashed a box of snakes on a plane while flying through a hole into the 10th dimension with their handy oscillation overthruster, and none of this is remotely as absurd as Cleveland winning yesterday.