CLEVELAND — Once again, a horde of Chicago Cubs fans infiltrated Progressive Field. It is no wonder. Their demand has been pent up for 71 years and the supply is on the coast of Lake Erie, and not Lake Michigan.

To wit: The market price for a World Series ticket in Cleveland is around $3,000 and, in Chicago, it is north of $6,000.

So, the good folks of Evanston, Highland Park and Arlington Heights, et al., left their homes in care of Uncle Buck, chartered a couple of planes, presumably, and descended upon Games 1 and 2 of the World Series.

On Wednesday night, they were heard. They pumped their chests and emitted primal yells, as if to signal their belief that the baseball universe is in the throes of realigning.

It made for great atmosphere, sort of like a Blue Jackets-Blackhawks game at Nationwide, but exponentially huger, and laced with hallucinogens. Royal-blue veins ran throughout the sellout crowd of 38,172, and those veins pulsed as Cubs right-hander Jake Arrieta brought his Cy Young stuff, and the Cubs’ bats finally stirred.

Arrieta did not allow a hit through 5⅓ innings, or until Jason Kipnis lined a double into right field. As Kipnis brushed himself off, the crowd stood and cheered, and it was difficult to tell who was congratulating Arrieta and who was congratulating Kipnis.

By then, the Cubs had chased Indians starter Trevor Bauer, he of the stitched-up pinkie finger on his pitching hand, and they had a 5-0 lead that would eventually become a 5-1 victory. Arrieta lost his shutout later in the sixth, after Kipnis moved up a base on a ground ball to the right side and then scored on an Arrieta wild pitch.

Cubs manager Joe Maddon had an inkling of this, I would wager. In Game 1, his Cubbies were stymied by an artful performance by ace Corey Kluber and the Indians’ bullpen. They struck out 15 Cubs on Tuesday and, afterward, Maddon seemed unconcerned.

He said he liked the quality of the at-bats. He was utterly at ease. It was like he got a smartphone alert that he left his garage door open, hit a button on his home-security app and that was that.

Indians manager Terry Francona also had an inkling of this, or, at least, he had to know the Cubs could not be held down for long. Everything broke well for the Indians in Game 1. There was Kluber. There were the small-ball runs early in the game. There was Roberto Perez, who hit two home runs and had four RBI, later in the game.

The only concern was using bullpen hoss Andrew Miller for 46 pitches, which had to be done while the outcome was still in the balance. The Indians won a must-win, 6-0.

It was the third time during these playoffs the Cubs had been shut out. Maddon never worried. Why? His team had scored 48 runs in the other seven games. Your ace might get them. Your deuce probably would not. Francona, with two of his top three starters missing due to injury, has a lot of deuces. He knows he’s going to have to manage better than he has ever managed before, and that is saying something.

On to Wrigley it goes. The Indians have been the pluckiest team in baseball for lo, these many months. The Cubs have been the best team, and, as a storm front approached late, they were trying to introduce the possibility that this series might not make it back to Believeland.

— You can reach Michael Arace at marace@dispatch.com or on Twitter @MichaelArace1.