A great man once said, “It’s easy to smile when your ship has come in and you’ve got the stock market beat. But the test of the man, is the one who can smile, when his shorts are too tight in the seat.”

I think we can all agree with Judge Smails there. Maybe the Red Sox will suck it up and make a series out of it after losing the games that their supposed Yankees killer, Curt Schilling, and Pedro Martinez started in New York. They’ll have a chance because the Yankees will be using broken down Kevin Brown in game three, and hope to prop El Duque’s corpse up for game four. But it sure feels over. Doesn’t it? Oh, and the Red Sox will counter with Vanilla Ice in game three and Tim Wakefield in game four. And Schilling’s probably done.

Hey, don’t worry Boston, this was supposed to be our year too. Things just don’t seem to really work that way.

Last night was perfect for TV watching. “Lost” was on at seven on ABC, then the presidental debate at eight p.m. on just about every channel, and both LCS games were on at the same time. Now, I hate to agree with a senile old man, but couldn’t Fox have at least tried to stagger the starts of the LCS games? Even if they had started the game in the Big Urinal Cake at 8 p.m. it would have been preferable to both games being on at the same time.

As it was, I largely ignored the NLCS, and this from a guy who hates American League baseball. But pardon me if I find it hard to get juiced up over a Woody Williams-Brandon Backe matchup. What clinched it was the return of Bob Brenly to an already hellaciously bad broadcast booth of tHom Brennaman and Steve Lyons, and the presence of Thundersticks at the game. Only in Dogpatch…

Brandon Backe? Really? Everytime I hear his name said out loud (the last name is pronounced Back-ee) I think of a guy I played football with in high school who had zits all over his shoulders and back. We called him bac-nee, short for back acne. Yes, we were all very positive, supportive people.

Had we had a message board back in the day, I’m sure our own resident Alex Kaseberg would have posted to it and implored us to stop such classless jokes. I’m sure the words “a new low” would be written in crayon all over his computer.

The ALCS was no walk in the park, either. When Al Leiter is the best guy in the booth, you are in serious need of a new booth. Would it kill Joe Buck to bring Leon with him?

And what is with the crowd noise volume on Fox? From the sixth inning on Buck, Al and Tim McCarver were literally yelling to be heard over the noise in their own headphones. Yeah, that’s not annoying. God knows, the broadcast would be better if the crowd noise completely drowned them out, but it doesn’t, so it’s just a lot of “I’m yelling and I don’t know why!”

Mariotti put down the doughnut today to go on about the Cubs ditched Jon Lieber because they had so many good arms that they didn’t want to deal with his surgery and rehab. Now, as Chip Caray used to say about “Tommy John Disease” (sic), it takes a year before you are back and two years before you are yourself again. The Cubs offered Lieber a guaranteed salary for last year (his rehab year) and a mutual option for this year. He turned it down to go hang with his pal Joe Girardi in New York. I can’t blame him. He left the Bruce Kimm Cubs, but don’t act like the Cubs just threw a sling on his arm and kicked him out the door. It’s just not true.

Lieber made the Red Sox look sick. Honestly, for a while you just felt like the 1-0 lead was going to hold up. It might have, since there’s no way Joe Torre would have let Flash Gordon come in to throw gas all over a one run game. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but Tom Gordon’s career playoff ERA is still over EIGHT. Ouch. If you want me to put that into some context for you, it’s higher than Calvin Schiraldi’s!

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I want to pat myself on the back for figuring out two weeks ago that Locke’s “miracle” on Lost was that the plane crash had given him the use of his legs again. Originally I wondered if he’d been blind, but two weeks ago they had a scene where two people were using the wheelchair to move some stuff and it dawned on me. I thought last night’s show was the weakest so far, basically because even if you didn’t know what the deal with Locke was, they gave it away in the first five minutes, then saved the big “reveal” for the very end.

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The Cubs fired head trainer Dave Groeschner and assistant trainer Sandy Krum and while guys like The Wizard of Roz say that they’re just scapegoats, that’s not entirely true. Did they cause the injuries that crippled the Cubs early in the year? No. But did they completely botch The Franchise’s rehab plan for his Achilles’? Yes. Did they continually give unrealistic timetables for the return of the players only to make Jim Hendry look like a boob time after time? Yes. If you make your boss look bad, you get fired. Scapegoat or no, it was predictable.

Then, in the same column Rozner points out that it’s a good sign that Hendry was able to fire Dusty patsies like Wendell Kim and Groeschner. So which is it?

Don’t even get me started on Sanjay H. I’ll just say that signing a 40 year old shortstop who can’t pass a physical seems like a great idea to me. I’ll go see if I still have Jeff Blauser’s number somewhere.

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Ed Sherman says the Cubs aren’t going to ditch Steve Stone. They also won’t hire his new booth partner until after the World Series. Gosh, I hope that means it’s going to be Bob Brenly!

The Illini have national championship aspirations. I don’t mean to rain on their parade, because I like the Illini and I hope they really are this good, but if Dave Kaplan picks you (and he did), you’re screwed. NIT here they come!

Frank Williams just wants a chance to make the Bulls. Right after his nap, of course.

Oh, and save the Illini Fan Boy posts…I don’t think the Illini are going to the NIT. They’ll win the Big Ten. Bruce Weber will be coach of the year, and we’ll all have sandwiches to cuddle with during those cold winter nights.

Jonathan Quinn can pray all he wants, it won’t make him not suck.

Hey, Phil Rogers was at The Cake last night. I’ll bet he’s sitting on a Thunderstick right now.

Projected score for tonight’s game: Satan’s Minions 27, Astros 19. If I was Phil Garner I’d…well, first I’d shave that absurd mustache off…then I’d have Lidge ready for a “nine inning save.”

Sports Guy with yesterday’s “game one diary” in which he uses the “championship of each other” quote for the 12,347th time this year. We get it.

Scott Boras is Magglio Ordonez’s new agent. This means that Maggs will now get a lot of money to sit and watch his leg atrophy on somebody else’s bench.

I’m confused about this article, it says “Bulls International Theme at Three” and talks about small forwards Andres Nocioni (Argentina), Luol Deng (Sudan) and Eddie Robinson (Flint, Michigan). Huh?

Since Eddie’s out with a sore big toe, do the other players call him “Sgt. Hulka?” They should.

Warning this deposition about the Bill O’Reilly sexual harassment suit is extremely hilarious! This is great stuff. He’s smoooooth. So he’d like to fondle a woman with a loofa, huh? That’s…uh…nice? Creepy.

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