View from the Couch

BY SCREAMIN' BILL LEEMAN

Well, I see that after my hard-hitting article on the humidifier, the Giants complained to Major League Baseball, who put a man on it to monitor, or something like that.  

No thanks are necessary, I do it for altruistic purposes.   

(Okay, Bill, time to turn off your alarm clock...)

When my column hit the airwaves, they had to take action.   My expose cleared the way for MLB to finally take the proper steps to get some control of the situation.

(Say, Screamin',  ...pass that doobie on over to me, will ya?)

My understanding is, and I'm patiently waiting for a representative of MLB and/or the SF Giants to call and confirm, is that they have stationed a representative inside the humidor for the winter.   

But then again, we won't have to worry about Colorado's balls anymore, humidified or not, because it's a moot point now, isn't it?   You can stick a fork in the Rockies, they're done!   See ya later, boys.

Six games to go, and it's down to three teams:  the Giants, Padres, and Braves.   The National League West is up for grabs between the Giants and San Diego, who play each other the last three games of the season.  

Now, two of the aforementioned teams are going to go to the playoffs, and the third team will be watching TV with the rest of us.   And that will be determined this week.  

Oh, yeah.

Since either the Giants or San Diego will win the NL West, that leaves the other team to fight it out with Atlanta for the wild card.  

Now, at this point, the Giants and Atlanta each have 88 wins, the Padres 87.   Is that close enough for you?  Does it get any better than this?  

The Giants play three with the D-Backs, then three with the Padres, all at home.   Oh, boy!   

The Padres play four (at home) with the Cubs, before coming to SF for the last three.   

Atlanta will host the Marlins, then the bad-ass Phillies for the final three.

Who will go to the post season?   Who will be sent home?  Which teams will stand up and be counted, which teams will fold up like yesterday's newspapers?   We shall see, we shall see.

This whole thing could end up in a tie, even a three-way tie.

To a baseball fan, this is what we live for.   Every single game is like a playoff.   Everything every player does is meaningful.   The park is electric.   Hell, my living room is electric, even when I'm home alone.

This is excitement personified!   Humm, Baby!