So Julio Franco’s streak of two runs and an RBI with no official at bats came to an end tonight.

At the sake of a (now defunct) GWRBI. I’ll take it.

And with Ian Kinsler continuing to tear it up for the Rangers, it’s almost like those hockey playoffs that aren’t really happening aren’t really happening.

Speaking of, apparently the rumor that Wednesday night’s Stars-Canucks game that went deep into the fourth overtime was cut short by Versus for an infomercial has some merit. The fact that it was an Elle MacPherson exercise infomercial lightens that blow a little, of course, but I’m still glad I dozed off five minutes before the fourth OT started and I didn’t miss a thing.

All your free time belongs to me. 36. Have at it.

One last note for Indy locals, Coaches Tavern might be my favorite downtown bar again, at least when there’s no band playing. With a band, it’s almost painfully noisy, but on non-band nights, it’s a very comfortable spot to belly up and put down a few. Special props go out to Tom, who’s been a top notch bartender each time I’ve been in there, and somehow (I never knew how bartenders did this) remembers folks that have only been through once or twice. (Granted, I think Kurt, myself, and an unnamed out-of-towner celebrity in his own mind made quite the favorable impression somehow on our first visit there, which might have helped.) I can see myself making that more of a destination when I get downtown and fight traffic for some beer time.