Perhaps you've seen the baseball classic, Major League, the best sports movie ever made about Cleveland. Indians commentator Harry Doyle uttered the words above after Cleveland Pitcher Rick Vaughn beans a Yankee hitter following a grand slam to nemesis Clue Haywood. With the score 8-0, Doyle was pleased to see the Indians express some frustration.
While watching the listless Tribe for the last two and a half weeks, frustration has been growing. Even the Cleveland Plain Dealer was advocating a display of some emotion but it wouldn't come before three straight losses, the last being a shellacking at the hands of division-rival Detroit. Well tonight, the Tribe finally came alive.
The Indians rose to the occasion, hammering the Tigers. Not only did they beat them, they knocked around Tiger ace Justin Verlander. Furthermore, Indians starting pitcher Fausto Carmona plunked two Detroit hitters after Verlander had beaned two Indians. Intentional or not, Carmona's actions showed that team would not go quietly into the night. (Sorry, I love Bill Pullman and the Fourth of July) Cleveland needed a win tonight, desperately. Putting some runs up sends a statement that maybe they can produce enough runs to compete against the high-powered offenses of Detroit, New York, and Boston.
A win tonight gives me hope that maybe Fausto Carmona can step in for a struggling C.C. Sabathia and keep this team out of prolonged losing streaks. It gives me hope that the team isn't going to fold like a cheap tent in a rain storm. Maybe they're not the '06 Indians. At least, I don't see Guillermo Mota in the bullpen, not yet anyway.