Night Owl Cards

I have this queasy feeling that the Giants are going to win it all this postseason. I don't feel that way because it's the team I'd least like to win (OK, maybe I do). I feel that way because the Giants have this annoying "mark of the chosen one" stamped all over them. They're one of those teams that you look at and can't figure out how the hell they're winning. Then you look at their second baseman, who somehow is hitting .362 for the Giants, and realize that it's MARCO SCUTARO doing that, and you know, hell, all the other teams might as well give up now. Also, the Giants have used the same starting staff the entire year. Not a single injury among them. That's not only almost unheard of, it's flat-out freaky, and pretty much a sign of destiny. So, yeah, I'm already ill and the postseason has just begun. People are going to be celebrating a Giants title and not even bothered by the fact that their best player's name is Buster...

All right, the postseason is beginning tonight and I'll be hard at work with little time to jeer who I need to jeer. Yes, it's going to be another one of THOSE postseasons again. But before I get into the teams involved, first a little thanks for who is not in the postseason. (ThankyouforseeingtoitthattheGiantsreallywereonlyaoneyearflukejustasIsuspectedandthatwewillneverseeanotherBrianWilson'sbeardcommercialeveragain.) OK. The good thing about my new little work schedule is that I'm off on the weekend and Saturday -- glorious Saturday -- there are four games on tap. Four wonderful games to view. There's no "well, I guess I could watch college football ." It'll be baseball all day and all night. At this time of year, I like to go over in my mind all of the possible World Series matchups involving the eight postseason teams. It's a fun little exercise, although it always uncovers some horrifying pairings. So, let's see the possibil...