You ever reached up and stuck your finger in a ceiling fan when it's on low? You hear that 'clunk, clunk, clunk' noise and the whole rhythm of the propellors gets thrown off. That's what this situation reminds me off. Francisco Lindor's legs just weren't churning fast to overcome the interruption of his very own Louisville Slugger, and that should serve as quite the lesson to all those young ball players out there. Either be the lazy hitter that literally walks out ground balls, or suck it up and bust your ass down to first with enough effort to fend off any bat that might happen to hit you in the back of the calf. You stick your finger in that same ceiling fan when it's on high and its smacking your hand away like it's not even an obstacle. Basically what I am saying is that Francisco Lindor is far too athletic to be the to be half assing his way down the base path, and he just got taught - in the most embarrassing way possible - that that is when you end up making yourself look like an idiot. Most of the time it's when you get thrown out trying to turn it into high gear and take advantage of an unforeseen error, but apparently sometimes it's when you 'Big Daddy' yourself by throwing some lumber in your own feet and tripping over your own mediocre amount of hustle.
P.S. This probably has everything to do with it being the Indians, but his reaction after making an ass of himself has me wondering how Lou Brown would handle things...