As the champagne and beer flowed, covering every inch of the plastic-protected visiting clubhouse at Comerica Park, Michael Brantley stood just to the side, a calm smile on his face.
Others donned goggles and popped corks and, for all intents and purposes, went crazy like baseball teams tend to do after the Indians clinched their first American League Central title since 2007.
But Brantley stood just outside in the halfway, talking with guys walking by and sharing some hugs. Still rehabbing from August surgery, he has to be cautious.
“Yeah, I can’t get hit,” Brantley said.