If only someone had checked behind the hot water heater for all of the bats earlier in the series. The Tribe recorded eighteen nineteen twenty hits this afternoon. Nine Ten Eleven of these were doubles. Two were home runs. One was nearly both and ended up being neither due to some baserunning confusion. It felt cathartic after a weekend of anemic hitting, and frustrating to see “all of the runs happen at once” again. I’m not worried about it; there is no such thing as a team that only scores in bunches of half a dozen or not at all.