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Monday, September 27, 2004 |
Pixie Dust In My Pocket: Dodgers 8, Rockies 7
There's no Orel this time, no magic streak to cinch the team to, Gagné's save record now in the books. The starting pitching, in fact, is on the ropes. Edwin Jackson, a pitcher the club would have rather avoided using at the start of the season -- did avoid, in fact -- started tonight, and got chased before the fourth.
We may have to wait a while before his promise turns into proof.
So, what then? Belly's 49th homer, another pearl strung onto an already long necklace? Finley? The random prestidigitation of Cora in San Francisco to clutch slugger extrordinaire? Bradley, who came up with tonight's game-winner in the ninth? Is it DePodesta's adroit -- yes, that's the right word -- acquisitions?
I don't know.
What I do know is that, even if we don't win the division -- a possibility now decreased by one game -- this has been the best ride the Dodgers have given us in years. Today, we can savor ecstasy's brief ride, and pray for strength in October's brutal chill.
Magic number: 4
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