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In 1997, the Cleveland Indians came within a hair of winning the World Series. Instead, they blew a 2-0 lead in the ninth and lost 3-2 to the Florida Marlins in twelve innings. The Marlins franchise was only five years old. The Indians had been around forever. Terry Pluto was at that game, writing away, composing a story for the Akron Beacon Journal. At the same time, hundreds of miles away in Sarasota, Florida, his father, Tom, lay suffering -- both from the disappointment of the game and from the pain of the stroke that had debilitated him a few years earlier -- as the Indians frittered away their lead, blowing their chance of capturing their third World Series. Despite the physical distance, both Plutos were thinking the same thing: The Indians always need one more run.