I'm not a big sports fan, but the spectator sport which I most enjoy is baseball. However, I have not really followed my hometown team, the Cleveland Indians, since the 1990s when they had a string of good seasons which included an American league pennant championship in 1995. Of course I had heard that the Indians were having a very good season this year, but, I am ashamed to admit, I was taken by surprise last week when I found out that they had made it to the World Series against the Chicago Cubs. (Yeah, I guess I live under a rock!)
Yesterday was the first game of the series. It was also the day that I left for Mexico. When I arrived at the airport, it was obvious that Cleveland had a case of "Tribe Fever"... so many people were wearing Indians caps, shirts and jackets. Even the ladies at the United Airlines desk were wearing team apparel. I had plenty of time to kill, so I went into one of the airport shops and bought a Cleveland World Series cap for my friend Alejandro.
When I arrived in Mexico City around 8:00 PM I had to wait awhile for Alejandro to pick me up. He was stuck in traffic. When he finally arrived, what was he wearing but a Chicago tee-shirt that I had bought him some years ago on a trip to that city!
"Oh, no," I said. I pulled the Cleveland cap out of the bag and plopped it on his head.
Alejandro drove me to the apartment where I am staying. While I started unpacking, he turned on the television and found the World Series broadcast live from Cleveland. It was the eighth inning. Cleveland was ahead, and then they got a home run to bring the score to 6-0. We sat on the sofa and watched the final minutes of the game.
Today at 6:00 PM, I will be in front of the TV watching game two! Go Tribe!