It's beginning to look a lot like autumn.
Some emerging themes in the playoff games: trumped aces (Beckett, Carpenter, Hamels, Lester), sketchy umpiring (Phil Cuzzi leads the pack), lack of clutch hitting (Twins strand 17, forget how to bunt), and choking closers (Franklin, Nathan). The goat so far is Matt Holliday for his muffed play on a ball that caught him in, ahem, the stomach. If it turns out to be the Dodgers-Yankees in the World Series, it will be a match-up of dueling bullpens. I don't however think the Dodgers have the starting pitching or the punch to make it much of a series.