I care a lot about government. This election cycle has been something to watch, as it has broken the norm on many occasions.
Donald Trump’s rise to hijacking my party has been — to say the least — interesting. As an American, it’s scary to know somebody as ill-equipped to be president as the orange billionaire is only one election away from the office. However, the political scientist in me is mesmerized by his rise.
I’m equally afraid of Hillary Clinton, who is a very real threat to my Second Amendment rights. The political scientist in me isn’t at all surprised here. The political hack has been setting herself up for this for decades — you know, since she began her first two terms as president in 1993.
I have been captivated by this election cycle. I’m constantly staring at my phone waiting to read about the latest Trump gaffe or what was discovered in the most recent batch of Clinton emails.
Here in North Carolina it has been enjoyable to watch the backlash from House Bill 2. The political scientist in me thinks that the discrimination bill was an attempt to fire up the religious social right before the election. The problem is the bill has affected wallets, and I believe GOP leadership blundered in overestimating the power of that particular group.
Finally, I can move on. Not because the election is over. We know that doesn’t happen until Nov. 8. I will vote in this election, but it no longer captivates me.
You see, I’m from Cleveland, and the Indians are playing in the World Series. The appearance follows closely on the heals of an NBA championship for the city.
The Indians haven’t won a championship since Dewey defeated Truman, or Truman defeated Dewey — whichever one it was.
They’ve had a couple of appearances in the pinnacle of baseball series. In 1995, I remember a better Atlanta Braves team beating the Tribe, and in 1997 I remember manager Mike Hargrove sitting on the bench readjusting himself as closer Jose Mesa blew game 7 in the eleventh inning.
In 1995, I even played witness to the third game in a sweep of the Boston Red Sox in the American League divisional series from our seats in the bleachers. My mother had waited in line for hours for tickets to that game.
The city erupted. At age 9, I got a hug from every drunk guy in the bleachers. It had been a long time since Cleveland sports had felt the rush of winning, and the World Series was so close we could all taste it.
In 1997, I also saw some playoff games from the seats at then-Jacobs Field. The American League pennant wasn’t as surreal that time. In Cleveland, winning had become an expectation on the baseball diamond.
However, both times the feelings of being on top of the MLB ended in all of the feelings which accompany defeat.
I also remember the dark days of Cleveland sports — the very dark days. Once I watched two or three runs walked in at the old Cleveland Municipal Stadium. Prior to those almost-glory years of 1995 and 1997, the Indians were a laughing stock.
That old stadium played the role of setting for much of the hardship felt by Cleveland fans. I also remember well a Browns game I attended shortly after Art Modell announced he would move the team to Baltimore. The stadium was all black, as all of the local sponsors had pulled their advertising.
However, in an upbeat column like this, let’s not insert the Debbie Downer 0-7 Browns into the conversation too much.
The Indians will take on the Chicago Cubs, who haven’t won a World Series since 1908. They haven’t even played in one since 1945. The two teams have the longest championship droughts in their respective leagues, making this World Series even more captivating than the match-up between the two deplorables, Trump and Clinton.
Of course, the past week wasn’t all good for us Ohioans. My Buckeyes lost to Penn State Saturday night. I fell asleep in the third quarter, and I was sickened when I woke up and Googled the score.
That stated, it isn’t the end of National Championship hopes for the Scarlet and Gray. If they win out, including a thumping of the Number 2 team from up north and a win in the Big 10 Championship game, they will likely still break the top-4 and compete for a national championship.
Needless to say, I’m excited about it all. In fact, I’m so excited I can stop the daily Google searches for “Clinton email scandal,” “Trump remarks about women,” “latest presidential poll numbers,” “McCrory re-election polls” and all the others.
I can replace those search terms with stuff like “Indians Cubs match-up,” “Indians World Series” and “Ohio State Michigan.”
I already knew who I’ll vote for on Nov. 8, but all of the chatter surrounding election day was captivating for me.
Now, it’s on to bigger and better things. After all, the Indians are playing in the World Series.
Andy is a staff writer and may be reached at 415-4698.