Okay, BG just typed this whole post and BatDad's computron went wiggy and lost it, but, you know, when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. And when the Yankees bean you in the arm, you kick the crap out of them. With only one actual TBB in the line-up, BG is setting the BOD status to honorary today--but that makes it no less prestigious. It's a hard call. Big LeRoy had a huge double, but, LeRoy honey, BG saw that ball you dropped. It's not your fault. No one should ever ask you to play in the field. If God had wanted you to do that, he would have made you better at it. God wants you to hit homers and eat donuts. BG respects that. Cuddles McDimply had some key hits, reminding us that he was the Twins RBI leader in May and that we no longer have to hide under the bed when he bats. Sweetcheeks took one for the team, but huge, and said a naughty word to boot. Little Sweetcheeks had a couple RBIs. And (phew) we can't forget The Crain Train, who saved the game by being so damned AWESOME.

But BG wants to take this time to thank the little people--no, not Little Nicky Punto--but the Triple A players who made this game so glorious. New Guy, The Other Luis R., and Whatsyourname Who We Had Last Year, this one's for you.