Whenever I see Mark Bellhorn with that number twelve on his back, and those high socks, I think of Todd Walker. I always feel bad for doing this, because they're clearly two different men. But it's funny how Bellhorn keeps getting walks, so not only is he the new Walker, but a true walker as well.

And if he builds a bomb shelter in his yard, he'd have that in common with Mr. Walker, my old driver's ed teacher.

I've never actually rooted for a guy to get a walk. Well, I have when the count is 3-0, and I've rooted for guys to take pitches to make a pitcher work, but there's never been a guy who I root for to walk right when he gets up, every time. Hopefully, the rest of the team will learn something from this guy. You know, walk-wise.

The magic number to beat the yanks and win the division is now the same, as the yanks are in second place. Thru 5/2: 137.

The suddenly slumping Sox need to get back on track. Only Red Sox fans can feel like it's the end of the world while their team has the best record in baseball--oh, sorry, a half game back of the Rangers, now ahead of us due to their sweeping us. If we can take anything positive from that series, besides the fact that we did get the tying run to the plate in the ninth in every game, it's just knowing that the Rangers are doing well without A-Rod and with Soriano, and can sweep the Sox, while A-Rod and the yanks only could only beat us once out of seven tries. Feel better? Didn't think so.