The Rock Brigade reappeared tonight, giving us 2 runs in each of the first 3 innings. Adrian had 2 dongs. Lackey tried to do something about that 6-0 lead though, and soon it was 6-3. It was 7-4 after 6.5, and Lackey started the 7th. With a man on second and 2 outs, we went to Morales, who got Drugs Delaney to line out to left to get out of it. In the next inning, we tacked on 4 runs to make it 11-4. And 11-5 is your final. Our first win in Arlington this season. And we're back into a first place tie because...

The Yanks were down 6-0 in the 8th, when they got a 3-run dong to make it 6-3. In the bottom of the 9th, after a Posada leadoff dong, the A's went to Bailey, who proceeded to give us all a heart attack, eventually getting the last out on a deep fly ball with the score 6-5 and the bases loaded. (Note: the Yanks were aided by some shitty ball calls to keep their rally alive. But the key is, it was the best kind of Yankee loss: the kind where every Yankee fan assumes that it's destiny that they will win, yet they fall juuuuust short. And we tie them for first because of it. Beautiful.)

Once again, the plan: Take lead in division. Pull away. Make people say "wow, I thought it was gonna go down to the wire, boy was I terribly, terribly wrong."