CLEVELAND — Perhaps those who like to say, ‘there are no bad days at the ballpark,” never spent 15 hours there, waiting out an endless rain delay that everyone was saw coming, dealing with the strike zone of Angel Hernandez where a ball can be a strike and strike isn’t always a strike, playing on a surface that’s more swamp than sod and all the while knowing there was four-hour flight home awaiting followed by a midafternoon game on Labor Day.
Oh, and let’s sprinkle in two extra innings of baseball for good measure.
If you are going to endure all of that, then losing isn’t an option or even consideration, no matter how easy it might have been to pack it in call it a day.
