Editor's note: Because of newsprint deadlines, Plain Dealer reporter John Horton had to prepare a pair of stories for every Indians game: a version if the Tribe won and another if the team lost. He had five minutes after the last pitch to add final details and finish the story.

The losing story, you know. The following is a rough draft of the Indians-win story from Sunday night. There are spaces, marked in bold, where additional details would have been built in.

For those struggling to come to grips with the collapse, use it as a bit of escapism. Or think of it as a sneak preview for a World Series that, hopefully, isn't so far away.

Racing heart?

Shortness of breath?

Feeling dizzy and discombobulated?

All symptoms of altitude sickness, a definite side-effect of the Tribe's rise-from-the-depths-of-despair victory over the Boston Red Sox late Sunday to claim the American League pennant.

The Indians scored ? in the ? inning and scratched out a ?-? win after struggling all night.

Their prize? A lofty trip to the World Series.

This marks only the sixth time the team has reached this upper stratosphere of Major League Baseball. After so many seasons stumbling in the valleys of the standings, the view's spectacular from up top.

Just consider the scene at Jacobs Field last night, where 5,000 faithful - the hardcore believers - gathered to watch the game on the ballpark's scoreboard screen.

The cheers when the game ended shook the city.

"insert quote," said ?, ??, of ?.

Unbelievable.

Try to catch your breath, Cleveland. This is rarified air.

We've experienced quite an ascent, after all. It seems like just yesterday the Indians entered the postseason - base camp on this improbable journey - with a Central Division title.

Then the Tribe secured a playoff toehold by stepping on the New York Yankees in the Division Series.

The Boston victory provides the boost out of the Championship Series.

Now it's time to for the team to go even higher.

Like, say, over the Rockies.