* I don’t really care who wins. I just want every series to go to a final game and the Yankees not to win it all. Everything else, I’m equivocal. Yankees-Anyone in the Series would be fun. Cinderella Rockies? Fine. A-Rod 0–for-17 with 11 Ks and caught by the paparazzi at a late-night club wearing pink frilly thingies? Sure. Lacking a bloody sock, Curt Schilling donates a boogery Kleenex to John McCain’s presidential campaign? Excellent.
* Other news to make me smile: Omar Vizquel signs a one-year, $1 million extension with the Giants and says, “By the end of 2008, I will download all my dancing brainwaves through Kevin Frandsen’s skull-port to pass the legacy of Omar Fu to this young Giant Jedi.” He then whispers, “Peace be upon you” and tucks into a flying camel spin that propels him out of the stadium and into the night.
* I’m glad I’m not a Mets fan, but this was karma for 1986. Best thing about the historic collapse: Add the Mets to the list of teams desperate for a good young starting pitcher this winter.
