Luis! Luis! Luis!

There's nothing like a last second win. Ducknik sat down on the sofa last night next to TGP and Bang, Boom, Bang! The game was over.

In an up and down season that appears to be ending down instead of up, it felt good to see Plotnik's favorite Plotzer be the hero two nights in a row. Luis Cruz, whose father was a Mexican League superstar, has never been one himself. He toiled in the minor leagues for eleven years, never earning a tryout with the big club. This year, the Dodger shortstop got hurt and they called up everybody they could from the minors. When all these guys failed they reached down even further and brought up Luis for probably his only shot.

Guess what? "Luis! Luis! Luis!"chants the Plotzer crowd as the kid with the buck teeth, who still looks like a teenager, takes his unexpected curtain call from the dugout. The crowd is crazy for him because he has been a hero since he got here, at age...what, 30?

He may not know it yet, but he's Rocky. Look out all you Apollo Creeds out there. The little man has jumped off his seat on the bench clapping.