It's Magic Number Time!

[The Poet]

Update, and STILL STILL just one footnote:

(x) Joltin' Joe Girardis = 3 : Yanks knock Lester out early, figuratively and literally. Glad the kid only has a bruised quad after that liner to his knee - he's had enough trouble in his life already. And it's too early to say that Joba rules, but he did pitch very well in a game that was not as close as the final.

Hamtramck OffTracks = 8 : Twinkies only 2 back of Tigers again, who have to host them for 4 sandwiched between White Sox. Boys, we have us a race here! OK, I heard that - who said "Who cares?"

Kosciusko Foul Poles = 1 : Are the Cards being cards, trying to make this interesting? Well, it ain't workin'. Get it over with already, fer Kris'sakes.

Bryn Marginals = 4 : The Braves are doing their best to make it a race, and the Phils are co-operating. It's too little too late, yet you have to give Hot'Lanta props.

McArthur Parks = 4 : One loss is no meltdown, but against the Pitts? Gimme a break here - what exactly are you dodging?

Orange Picos = 4 : A loss at home against the bottom-feeding A's is not earth-shaking, but it's not San Andreas' fault that the Angels have been playing .500 ball for a month now. Can you say Lucifer?

(x) = clinched playoff spot.

Continues.