Baseball Brings Us (Ultimately) Together.

I have to hope something does, anyway.

This year my Dodgers have held my attention - more than the normal year's 90 early morning seconds on the throne in the while I scan the box scores.

2006 has been a rollar-coaster, characterized by losing and winning streaks in double digits, untimely injuries and timely trades, mediocre pitching and power. At this point they are 1 game in 1st with 33 left to play.

All I can say is there is good chemistry and not an easy out from 1st to 8th in the line-up. Names like Russell Martin, Nomar Garciaparra (w/ Mia Hamm!) Andre Ethier, Chad Billingsly, Takashi Saito, Rafael Furcal.

I'm out of the closet this morning, copping to having had Dodger Blue blood in my veins since 1953.

I tell you, I'm going to hang with them a while longer.

This year is no different, excepting I'm aware of why I need the Dodgers - and baseball - more than ever.