#201---CHA @ CLE, 8/17/2016

Recently I posted #176, the greatest game I ever attended in person. This one, which occurred just two days prior, was one of the worst from a fan perspective. I was sitting in the right field lower deck seats at Jacobs Field, in the section in fair territory closest to the foul line. The Indians led 4-2 after three thanks largely to homers by Lonnie Chisenhall and Carlos Santana that hugged that foul line. The White Sox rallied for three off Carlos Carrasco in the fourth; the Indians took the lead back 7-5 with three over the next two frames.

It stayed that way until the top of the ninth, which started with Cody Allen fanning Justin Morneau on three pitches. Then Todd Frazier and JB Shuck had back-to-back infield singles (at least the latter was consolation, and Shuck had an earlier single as well). Then Tim Anderson walked and Dioner Navarro blooped a single down the left field line. 7-6, bases loaded, 1 out. Adam Eaton was down in the count 0-2 when he hit a high drive to right field near the line. It seemed to sail directly over my head (it didn’t) and hang up for ever. Grand slam.

The Indians got the tying runs to the plate with one out in the bottom of the ninth, but David Robertson retired the next two. Tough game that would quickly be forgotten.