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Sunday, September 24, 2006 |
Two Games
The Death Of Me: Angels 7, A's 1
The good news, of course, is that the Angels won't have to watch the A's celebrate on their own field; the bad news, that the Angels are still almost certainly out of it, now that Oakland has a magic number of two. Barring an unprecedented collapse, I'll be watching an all scrubs-and-subs team take the field Thursday through Sunday, the last four games of the season.Sure, Plaschke is his usual idiotic self, holding the Angels up for ridicule when they've got a better record than the boys in blue:
The Dodgers are front page, the Angels are tire ads. The Dodgers are talking miracles, the Angels are talking vacation. The Dodgers are making us hold our breath, the Angels are making us yawn.Whatever, Bill, so long as you don't hurt yourself with that pointy thing you call a "pen". For the Angels, Ervin Santana somehow managed to get a win despite pitching in the daytime and away from home, even getting enough run support.
Exit, Slam Right: Dodgers 5, Diamondbacks 1
With the Dodgers clawing to stay in the postseason hunt, they now have to hope one of the two teams ahead of them stumbles. It's not unreasonable with six games left, but unlike the Angels, the Dodgers have some hope. Hey, it's the National League, isn't it?Oh, and, nice slam, Nomar. Fan Appreciation day? You bet.
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