Late inning miscues hurt Indians once again in 6-3 loss to Detroit

A child said, Where is The Baseball? meaning when the Indians are great;

How could I answer the child? . . . I do not know where it is any more than he.

I guess it must be a fragmented bullpen recovered, out of recycled arms woven.

Or I guess it is the hitting streak of Lindor
A sizzling shot Ramirez destructively donged,
Brilliant young infielders safeguarding the left side, that we may see and remark, and say,
“bruh.”

Or I guess it is a beautiful highlight catch, on a slide, striding alike on hard hits and
bloopers,
Snaring against AL as among NL,
Tiger, Yankee, Blue Jay, Royal, Greg Allen catches the same, they are all outs the same.

And now he adds to that a beautiful three-hit game.

Cautiously I will wait for The Baseball,
It may be this bullpen will consistently ruin it
It may be that Francona too much loves them
It may be that the older hitters and veterans are careening down the aging curve,
Kipnis and Edwin taken soon out of their primes.
And there it goes, forever.

The grass is green and will be so in good baseball and bad
Always greener tomorrow in our minds
Always greener yesterday in our dreams

So we perceive the present baseball
as always less satisfying than what comes and what passed.

I wish I could transform this team into the contender we know,
Do it immediately, rip divisional rival playoff hopes out of their laps.

What do you think will become of this baseball team?
What do you think will become of this season and summer?

It is all possible still;
A winning streak to show our hopes have depth,
A losing streak to test us, one that never seems to end or relent.

The season goes onward and outward. . . .and The Baseball will, too,
But to lose is different when it happens in Detroit, and shittier.

Well, here’s the box score: https://www.fangraphs.com/livewins.aspx?date=2018-05-14&team=Tigers&dh=0&season=2018

The Indians did get the tying run to the plate for the final at-bat of the game, but Michael Brantley is only partially made of miracles. He grounded out to first base to end the game.

The surprising thing to me is how dominant the Indians made Mike Fiers look. The Tiger’s starter only allowed three hits and one walk, the only hit of consequence being Jose Ramirez’s first inning homer. Encarnacion chipped in the second run in the 8th, scoring Ramirez on a double. Lindor’s streak-extending single with two outs in the 9th scored Greg Allen after the center fielder tripled for his third hit of the game.

Some nights the magic just isn’t there. This was not The Baseball, but The Baseball will be back. If it happens tomorrow, it will be against Francisco Liriano, with Josh Tomlin the starter for the Indians.

Hold me.