So the rumors were true. Mark Bellhorn (shown here in happier times in Cooperstown, NY) is essentially outta here. None of us will ever forget his post-season heroics. Thank you, Mark.

But, time marches on (on).

I guess it was just a misprint about Friday's game having been postponed. Terrible job by mlb.com for messing that up. Good thing the game was played, since we got a ten-inning win.

I'm glad I missed all of Saturday's action. And that's all I'll say about that.

Today was a happier scene, with Edgar hitting a big three-run homer, then Ortiz bunting against the shift, setting up a Manny dong for a five-run eighth. Manny also made a great catch, but nothing we haven't seen from him before. (No, casual baseball fans, that's not sarcasm. Manny's a really good defensive ballplayer.)

Papelboy, aka Little Papi, pitched shutout ball for five and change.

That bottom of the ninth was quite interesting. Schilling comes in, refuses to waste 0-2 pitches as usual, and quickly a run is in and two men are in scoring position with one out. On a pop up to shallow right, Tony BrianEno goes back, the ball deflects off his glove and rolls down his wrist before Tony swings his glove around and nabs the ball out of the air. And this is after he and Edgar collided on a pop up for the first out of the inning. Schill got the third out, and we're four games up on New York again.

Those pigs lost thanks to the Unit giving up four homers in an inning, including three in a row. (Very large smile on face while typing that.) Good thing for them they've got Aaron Small and Shawn Chacon to bail them out. If I were those dudes, I'd be goin' up to Randy and saying, "Hey, tough loss again! You just can't seem to catch a break! Things'll turn around for you, old man."

They go home for the Jays, Blew, while we head to Kansas City, where Curt starts Thursday.