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The "V" Spot: Simply Amazin'

Pity the poor midwest.

Really, weep for that nebulous region of the country between Las Vegas and the Appalachian Mountains. It has produced a fine native son in William Painter Bohlen, morally upright, journalistically sound, but fundamentally misguided in matters of national importance.

The St. Louis Cardinals.

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Tonight the National League Championship Series opens and Bohlen along with millions of kindred souls will be pulling for the Redbirds.

Pity the poor midwest.

New York City and its Metropolitans are coming to town and are ready to enforce a fundamental law of nature--New York wins.

No matter how this series is broken down, when it is all said and done, there isn't a thing Kile, Clark, Edmonds, Ankiel or even god almighty--Mark McGwire--can do about it.

Sure the Cardinals will put on a brave face, and may even win a game, but in the end the Mets have a date with destiny in the World Series.

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