Well, the Sox went through Baltimore in a fairly unmannerly fashion sweeping the home team over the weekend. I feel bad for Baltimore. It is a good town that should have a good team. It is, of course, the only US city to have ever won the Grey Cup so there has to be some respect there. And Homicide: Life On The Streets, one of the cornerstones of the cultural blob that was the 1990's, was set in Baltimore. Mencken, a son of Baltimore, wrote an excellent essay which I have somewhere in the book pile around here about the foods of Baltimore in his late 1800s youth: cops holding beer gardens with soft shell crab on a bun seems to have been the highlight along with the "the immense protein factory" of Chesapeake Bay. Yet they are already six back and too near Tampa for comfort.