The Clutchiest Clutch Guy in the History of Clutch

So Show Pony (a name stolen from Stephen King's Red Sox book. Called because of the ostentatious way he runs. And hits. And feels up Toronto cops. And talks at press conferences when he's been named as a drug user. And apparently shoves TBS cameramen.) Show Pony is having himself quite the October. That rocket he smacked into the stands to tie the game Saturday night indicated that perhaps ARod, who used to be known for his choking, was a more relaxed dude. Maybe it's because he is in love (he always looks in the stands after he hits, just making sure she is still there. That Minka Kelly hasn't killed her.) Or he's just getting laid by a movie star (who hasn't made a good movie in a decade.) Or maybe he just digs AJ Burnett.

"The feeling is [that] he's going to do it. He's being himself, he's acting himself, he's having fun and it's showing. I haven't been here in the past, but since I've been here, he rakes in October." AJ Burnett.

Oooh pie me, baby. Did we all noticed AJ's random space out on Saturday, where all of a sudden he lost control of his pitches? Yankee fans were all "What the hell is happening?" It's the agony and ecstasy of AJ. Who will prob get a ring and talk about destiny. Again.

Meanwhile, it seems more and more like it might be a cold, wet World Series. The Phillies asked the Dodgers to bend over and the Dodgers obliged. 11-0. Cliff Lee looked, for a night, like he might have deserved the Cy Young he won instead of Halladay. The Score Liveblog crowd of Philly fans were crowing that they got a great deal for Lee. How he was their second choice and turns out he was the best option. Fools!