NLCS Day... ah, who gives a shit, anyway?

So the Mets pounded the Cardinals last night, and David Eckstein has proven to be a much more potent offensive force than Albert Pujols. Series tied 2-2. Today's game rained out, so they'll play tomorrow rather than travel.

This is the problem with the NLCS this year: No travel days. Screwed by rain in New York then in St. Louis, the clubs have had to play, travel, then play the next day. No real rest (though I'm not sure you could call travel "rest.") All the while, Detroit gets a week of rest. It'll be interesting to see how this pays off. Will the rest help Detroit, or will it cool the frenzy of kicking ass so spectacularly in the first two rounds? We'll know in a few weeks at the latest.

At a certain point, I have to remember what I'm doing here. This is, afterall, a blog about me and the Los Angeles Angels. There has been little talk of the Angels lately, but then again, the Angels are sitting home watching the games in the same way I am, though I imagine they're watching on much bigger TV's and much better home theater systems. With little news from Anaheim, it's tough to find anything to write about.

So when an article like this one at SI.com pops up, I'm all over it, even though it says nothing new.

"The Angels are rumored to be working on a big name. They appear to be in contention for Alex Rodriguez if the Yankees elect to move him. They appear to be in on Alfonso Soriano and might even be a player for Manny Ramírez."

-- Boston Globe

With all due credit to the journalistic abilities of the Boston Globe, is this anything people all over the damn country didn't already know? In July, rumors were floating all over the sports world about the Angels' interest in picking up Soriano. Over the last few years every time Many Ramirez has let his desire to be traded be known (about every week or so), rumors pop up about how he wants to play in Anaheim. And even I am getting sick about hearing about A-Rod to Anaheim rumors (though I'll gleefully post them every time they come up in a reliable news site, obviously.)

It's going to be a long winter, my friends. The news front will be barren, cold, and empty. But when the Louisville Sluggers find their way back into the bat racks, when the gloves are oiled and worked in, when the fastballs go whizzing into catcher's mitts, and when teams field their youngsters and veterans in leagues named Grapefruit or Cactus, oh what a glorious spring it will be.