The cool thing about this postseason is, with the exception of the first Mets series, the team that was expected to win in just about every series lost. Unless you're a fan of one of those teams in which case "cool" is "bone-crushingly painful." But the Cards run, from essentially backing into the playoffs to World Series champs, was mighty impressive, and it showed, once again, you can predict nothing in the postseason (except maybe rainouts.) As for the Tigers, Batgirl is genuinely sorry it wasn't they celebrating--they had a terrific run, and Placido Polanco is so cute in his little hat. She can't shake the feeling that the Twins suck jumped hosts once again, and for that she is incredibly sorry. I don't know what the contagious period of this thing is, but let's have a nice long postseason, and let's scrub all those clubhouses real good, okay?