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MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL
MILWAUKEE BREWERS AT CLEVELAND INDIANS
November 2, 1924 – Jacobs Field, Cleveland, OH
“Well folks, this time the Indians didn’t let it get away. After coughing up Game 3 like a bad batch of stadium chili, the Tribe bounced right back with a tight 4–3 win over the Brewers. That’s their tenth win in eleven games, and they’re now one victory away from another World Series title. Somebody get the champagne on ice—just keep it corked this time.”
“Armando Galvan took the mound for Cleveland and did just what the doctor ordered—seven innings, three runs, no nonsense. Gave up a couple of long balls, but held steady while the offense got just enough done. Ryan Phipps delivered the go-ahead sac fly in the seventh, and the bullpen finally remembered how to close a game without making everyone reach for the Tums.”
“Pat Kresse was all over the place again—tripled, scored twice, even laid down a bunt. The guy’s doing everything but sell peanuts between innings. Santiago chipped in a couple of hits, and even though Zakaio Eneki went oh-for-the-day, he still managed to look intimidating doing it.”
“Milwaukee got a solo shot from Antonio Garcia—because of course they did—and another from Flores, but that was about all she wrote. The Brewers had a few chances, but every time they threatened, Cleveland’s defense slammed the door. A double play here, a pickoff there, and the next thing you know, the lights are out and the crowd’s singing Cleveland Rocks.”
“So here we are, folks—the Indians up three games to one. The champagne’s sweating, the fans are buzzing, and Cleveland can wrap it up tomorrow at Jacobs Field. One more win, and the Tribe will have themselves another shiny piece of hardware.”
Player of the Game: Armando Galvan – 7 innings, 7 hits, 3 runs, 7 strikeouts, and a whole lot of redemption.
Game time: 2 hours, 37 minutes — short and sweet, just like the Brewers’ hopes in this series.

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Cleveland Indians: 1924 World Series Champions (3rd title)
1919 1920 1924

“Well folks, the Cleveland Indians have done it again — this time for all the marbles! Final score: Cleveland 3, Milwaukee 2, and for the third time in franchise history, the Indians are on top of the baseball world!
Let’s go over how it happened. The Brewers jumped out early — A. Garcia took one deep in the first inning to give Milwaukee the lead, and you could almost hear the cheese curds cheering back in Wisconsin. But Cleveland wasn’t about to let the beer boys celebrate long. Pat Kresse doubled, Santiago knocked him in, and we were tied at one before half the crowd had even sat down with their peanuts.
From there, it was a good old-fashioned pitcher’s duel. Mike Niccolai — remember that name — was dealing. Eight and two-thirds innings, nine strikeouts, only four hits allowed, and about a gallon of sweat left out there on the mound. The guy looked like he was throwing aspirin tablets.
Then came the seventh inning stretch — Kresse steps up again, ropes a double off the wall, and the place goes bananas. Santiago brings him home, Indians take the lead, and they never looked back.
Milwaukee tried to rally in the ninth, but when manager Kevin Neubauer finally went to the pen, Shane Ramirez came in, threw one pitch, and that was all she wrote!
Pat Kresse, your Series MVP, said it best: ‘We played better than the other team.’ Not exactly Shakespeare, but hey, it’s true. The Indians take the series four games to one, and there’s going to be one heck of a party on Euclid Avenue tonight.
So there you have it — Cleveland 3, Milwaukee 2, the Indians are champions of baseball. For all you Brewers fans out there, better luck next year... and for everyone here in Cleveland, crack open a cold one — responsibly, of course — and enjoy it.
I’m Harry Doyle saying... Cleveland wins it all! 11 wins in 12 games! Holy cow, what a ride!” 🏆⚾

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1925 Final Standings

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Alright, lemme give ya the full rundown here — we got the 1925 playoffs comin’ up, and folks, it’s a loaded field, okay?

First off, Cleveland — the Indians — they’re your defending World Champions. Milwaukee, the Brewers, they’re the defending champs from the National League. So those two teams, they’ve been there, they’ve done it, they know how to win in October.

Now — the American League. The Yankees — 107 wins, best record in baseball. But let’s be honest here, they’ve been the kings of disappointment lately. I mean, they’ve lost three straight ALCS, and before that, they blew the 1921 World Series to the Mets, which, by the way, was an all-time collapse. So it’s been 13 years without a title for the Yanks — thirteen years. For a franchise like that, that’s an eternity. They’ve only got two rings — 1909 and 1912 — so they’re hungry, and there’s pressure, believe me.
The two-seed in the AL? The Seattle Mariners — 102 wins. Terrific season. They can pitch, they can hit, they’re balanced. And then we got the Wild Card matchups — Toronto at 87-75 goin’ up against Houston, 88-74 — that’s gonna be a tight one. And then you got Kansas City, 81-81 — they barely snuck in — takin’ on the defending champs, Cleveland at 99-63. Good luck with that one, Kansas City.

Now we move to the National League. The top seed — Arizona, 99-63. They’ve been solid from wire to wire. Number two seed — the surprise of the year, the Pittsburgh Pirates at 96-66. Nobody — nobody — saw that coming.
And the Wild Card matchups — the Mets, 89-73, taking on the Brewers, 95-67. That’s a rematch of some tough battles we’ve seen over the years. And finally, the Cubs — 87-75 — goin’ head-to-head with the Braves, 96-66. Lotta tradition, lotta history there.

So buckle up, folks. You got powerhouses, you got upstarts, you got drama — it’s October baseball. We’ll see who can handle the moment, and who folds when the lights get bright.

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[Cue the thick Chicago-style accent and the smell of Polish sausage in the air]
Bob: Alright, welcome back to Da Sports Roundtable, where today… we’re talkin’ Da Braves!
Bill: Da Braves!
Carl: Da Braves!
Bob: So get dis — since Da Braves started bein’ good again last year, dey stink in da playoffs. 0 and 4, fellas. Zero wins! C’mon guys, jeez!
Pat: Yeah, dat’s brutal. Regular season, they’re hittin’ like Babe freakin’ Ruth. October comes around? Suddenly they’re swingin’ like they’re holdin’ bratwursts instead of bats.
Carl: I tell ya, da only thing colder than da Braves’ bats in October is da beer at Soldier Field in December.
Bill: And now Game One, Wild Card Series — boom! Braves lose at home to Da Cubs, 3 to 1! You believe dis? At Truist Park!
Bob: At home! In da rain! Dat’s supposed to be Braves weather! Instead, Chicago comes in and makes ‘em look like da Peoria Pee-Wees.
Pat: Braves’ pitcher R. Garcia? Nine innings, gave up two homers, probably needs a hug and a hot pretzel after dat one.
Carl: Meanwhile, Da Cubs’ guy, Chris Neidich — seven innings, six hits, one run. Made da Braves lineup look like a Little League picnic.
Bill: Look, I love Da Braves, but they gotta figure it out in October. You can’t win 96 games, then forget how to baseball when it counts.
Bob: Yeah, they’re like da Bears — great on paper, heartbreak on Sunday.
All together: DA BRAVES!
Pat: Prediction time — Braves bounce back, win da next one, but then lose in classic fashion with the bases loaded and two outs.
Carl: Story as old as Ditka himself.
Bob: Yep. So here’s to Da Braves — the kings of da regular season, and da jesters of October.
All together: DA BRAVES!

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[Mike Francesa and Chris “Mad Dog” Russo in full 1990s WFAN mode]
MIKE: Alright, lemme tell ya somethin’, folks — the Mets were hopin’ to get back to that championship form from 1921 to 1923. You remember those teams — loaded, clutch, gritty. But this? This was not the way to do it. Not even close. This was ugly!
MAD DOG: UGLY! OH MY GOODNESS, MIKEY! FIFTEEN TO THREE!! FIFTEEN!! YOU CAN’T GIVE UP FIFTEEN RUNS IN A PLAYOFF GAME, MIKE!! IT’S A DISGRACE!!
MIKE: You can’t. You absolutely can’t. That’s a no-show. You spot yourself a 3-0 lead in the second inning, you got some momentum, Huerta hits the two-run homer, you’re thinkin’ “okay, here we go, Mets baseball.” Then the bottom half comes — boom! Six runs. Game over.
MAD DOG: SIX RUNS, MIKEY!! And that’s not even the worst of it! They give up four more the next inning! I mean, at that point, I’m lookin’ at the scoreboard like I’m watchin’ a football game! 10-3! What are we doin’?!
MIKE: Peters? Couldn’t get out of the second inning. Couldn’t get out of the second inning! Diaz comes in, walks four guys in one inning. That’s not postseason baseball, that’s a fire drill.
MAD DOG: And how ‘bout Milwaukee?! Give ‘em credit! Cesar Malagon — FOUR hits, five RBIs, home run, triple shy of the cycle. The guy’s playin’ like he’s Babe Ruth in a beer commercial!
MIKE: Yeah, the Brewers — listen, they came to play. Malagon was terrific. Garcia, Tidwell, Dominguez — all hit. That lineup was relentless. Eighteen hits. Eighteen!
MAD DOG: And this is a Mets team, Mike, that’s supposed to have experience. They’ve been there! They won titles! And they come out like this? You’d think they hadn’t played baseball since the Hoover Administration!
MIKE: Look, you can’t win in October if you kick the ball around — three errors, sloppy defense. The pitching’s a mess, the bullpen’s gassed by the third inning. You do that against a team like Milwaukee, you’re not comin’ back.
MAD DOG: Not a chance! And I don’t wanna hear “it’s just Game One.” No, no, no! Game One sets the tone! You can’t get smoked by twelve runs and say “we’ll be fine.” YOU’RE NOT FINE!!
MIKE: (chuckling) Dog, you’re not wrong. If the Mets don’t bounce back tomorrow, this thing’s over before it starts.
MAD DOG: Over! Done! Kaput! Pack the bags, boys, go back to Queens!
MIKE: Fifteen-three. An absolute embarrassment. You wanna get back to championship form? Start by not losin’ like that.
MAD DOG: HA HA HA! Fifteen to three, Mikey!! FIFTEEN!!!
MIKE: (deadpan) Yeah, Dog. I saw the box score. I can read.

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HARRY DOYLE STYLE BROADCAST VERSION:
“Well folks, the defending World Champion Cleveland Indians had to play in the Wild Card Series. Yeah, you heard that right — the champs had to fight their way in. And let’s just say… they weren’t too thrilled about it.
They took out all that pent-up frustration on the poor Kansas City Royals today, who were about as overmatched as a Little Leaguer facing Randy Johnson. Final score from Jacobs Field: Indians 18, Royals 1. That’s not a baseball game — that’s a mugging.
Jesus Satiago was seeing beach balls out there — four hits, three RBIs, and a triple for good measure. Ryan Phipps knocked in three, and just about everyone in the lineup joined the hit parade. If you were in the Indians’ dugout and didn’t get on base, you might’ve been the bullpen catcher.
Meanwhile, M. Niccolai went the distance — nine innings, one run, four hits. The guy probably spent more time signing autographs between innings than breaking a sweat.
Royals manager Adam Samples summed it up best: ‘It’s on me,’ he said. Yeah, Adam, it sure was.
So Cleveland takes Game 1 of the Wild Card Series and needs just one more to move on — and if they keep swinging like this, that could come before the popcorn gets cold tomorrow.

MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL
KANSAS CITY ROYALS AT CLEVELAND INDIANS
OCTOBER 7, 1925
Final: Indians 18, Royals 1.
Player of the Game: Jesus Satiago.
Time of Game: Three hours and fourteen minutes — felt longer for Kansas City.
Up next: Game 2 tomorrow at Jacobs Field, weather permitting… and Royals praying for mercy.”