Last night was a wee bit surreal.

I'm in West Lafayette for the OSU-Purdue game, but managed to catch the last 4 innings of that marathon between the Tribe and Yankees. And all I could do is sit in the bar where I was having a cold beverage and laugh because the big bad Yankees freaked out over some midges.

Joba Chamberlain looked as if he wanted to squirm right out of his uniform and may as well have done just that given the two wild pitches he threw. You contrast that with the resolute attitude displayed by Fausto Carmona and you have the exact reason I believe the Indians will be going on to the ALCS against the Red Sox. It also doesn't hurt that Alex Rodriguez is currently in the midst of his annual post-season disappearing act.

To be such a young team they possess a seriousness, an earnestness that comes through on every player's face whenever a camera fixates on an individual player. It's refreshing to see a team that has fun but knows when to be serious.