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• The Bulls' Dan Johnson is congratulated after hitting a homer at the DBAP earlier this season.

ESPN—The Tampa Bay Rays made the playoffs last night. You wouldn't have imagined that outcome for most of the season, especially not when it started. The Rays lost their first six games of the year. They finally won one on April 8, when Dan Johnson hit a three-run home run that capped a five-run, ninth-inning rally and beat the Chicago White Sox.

Still, they were nine games behind Boston in the wild card race less than a month ago.

But if you're reading this, you probably already know that Johnson's (deep breath) pinch-hit, two-out, two-strike, ninth-inning home run—off of Yankees reliever Cory Wade, a teammate of Johnson's in Durham earlier this year—saved the Rays' season. Johnson's homer capped off the Rays' comeback from a 7-0, eighth-inning deficit and allowed them, three innings later, to beat the New York Yankees, 8-7, in 12 innings just after midnight Thursday morning. The improbable win, coupled with the Boston Red Sox' also improbable loss at Baltimore—in which the Red Sox, like the Yankees, had their opponent down to their final strike—propelled the Rays into the Major League Baseball playoffs. (Check out this unbelievable graph for evidence of how improbable it was.)

Evan Longoria hit his second home run of the game with one out in the bottom of the 12th to beat the Yankees, a line-drive shot down the left-field line that just barely cleared the wall. The homer ended a wild night and wild month in Major League Baseball, in which not just the Red Sox but also the Atlanta Braves lost huge leads in their respective wild card races. The Braves lost to Philadelphia last night—they too coughed up a ninth-inning lead, just as the Yankees and Red Sox did. Meanwhile, surging St. Louis beat Houston to leapfrog Atlanta on the season's final day—the Braves had a 10 1/2-game lead on the Cardinals about a month ago.

But since this is the paper (or blog, anyway) of record for the Durham Bulls, let's talk about the Durham Bulls, shall we? Actually, let's talk about Dan Johnson.

DBAP/ DURHAM The Durham Bulls have been here plenty of times, making the Governors’ Cup Playoffs in a ridiculous 11 of their 14 International League seasons.

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• Bulls manager Charlie Montoyo

The Bulls, who have won five straight South Division titles, are seeking their fifth straight appearance in the Cup Finals under Charlie Montoyo. Durham has won three Cups, including the National Championship team from 2009.

The defending Triple-A National Champion Clippers are looking for their second straight Cup under second-year skipper and manager of the year Mike Sarbaugh, who is looking to become the fourth manager to win the title in each of his first two seasons in the league. Columbus has won eight IL championships, including defeating the Bulls in four games in last season’s final.

The survivor will host the first two games of the best-of-5 final against either Pawtucket or Lehigh Valley beginning Sept. 13, with the winner going to the National Championship game in Albuquerque on Sept. 20. Durham will host the National Championship Game in 2012.

Tonight presents an interesting pitchers’ duel, as rookie Clayton product Chris Archer (1-0, 0.69) will go for the Bulls with former Bull Mitch Talbot (4-2, 4.26) — who was a member of that 2009 team - going for Columbus.

Sadly for the Bulls' this one goes the wrong way, as Columbus dominates after the first inning in an 8-3 win.

There's no question that McAllister pitched well. He kept his sinking fastball down, mixed in his slider and changeup, and made a team that has had a painfully hard time scoring runs look totally feckless. (Personal to DeMargel: is that what you wanted?) In the deathly quiet ninth inning, the heart of the Durham order—Matt Carson, Dan Johnson and Russ Canzler—all struck out swinging in lame sequence against Columbus closer Zach Putnam. As the teams left the field following the 2:23 game, it felt as if the Bulls would never score another run ever again.

They will, though. But will the bedeviled Bulls score enough to win a game?

Before we go any further, it's worth taking a moment to appreciate what a rare and remarkable accomplishment that is—especially in the chancy environment of Class AAA baseball.

There are those who might argue that, because the Tampa Bay Rays have one of baseball's top farm systems, Montoyo's job is easy. All he has to do is preside over his two-dozen blue-chip prospects and watch the wins pile up.

For one thing, it doesn't really work that way—there are seldom more than three or four legit big-leaguers on any Triple-A roster. For another, every team at the Class AAA level has good players. The talent gap between the Durham Bulls and just about any other team, even the worst of them, is actually quite slim. Somehow, the Montoyo-piloted Bulls keep finding, every year, that margin of difference. We'll call it The Extra 2%, in honor of Jonah Keri's book-length homage to the Rays' acumen.

This year's team did not have the overall talent of last year's, which was so good that, for a while, it had eventual league OPS-leader Chris Richard batting seventh in the lineup. The 2011 Bulls were a more modest club in terms of talent and overall character. It wasn't until after the All Star break that this year's team really began to come into focus, when half a dozen Montgomery Biscuits began their collective rise to Durham. Those younger players, along with a few Class AAA stalwarts, helped Durham finish 80-62, good for the league's third best record. It was an over-achievement, and another boldfaced bullet-point on Charlie Montoyo's already loaded résumé .

The Bulls' reward for their accomplishments this year is a first-round rematch of the 2010 Governors' Cup Championship Series against the International League's best team by far: the Columbus Clippers.

"I kind of like it," Montoyo said this afternoon. "Because if we go through Columbus, our chances are better."

I actually have a prediction for this series. You can read through to the end, or just cheat and skip. But you'll feel dirty if you do.

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KNIGHTS STADIUM/ FORT MILL, S.C.—On the ride home from Charlotte, not too far from Durham out on Interstate 85, they were doing late-night road work. The northbound route narrowed to one lane, traffic slowed to about the speed of an R. J. Swindle curve ball, and for a few miles we were riding behind a garbage truck.

Ah, the perfect way to close out this long, late-August sequence: For close to two weeks I've been following the Bulls, first to Norfolk, Va., then back to Durham, and then further south to Charlotte. Almost all along, they've stunk, and their drive toward the playoffs has been slowed.

The Bulls lost last night to Charlotte, 2-0. The game really came down to one pitch. Mike Ekstrom, on in relief of Chris Archer, who had pitched seven shutout innings, allowed a leadoff single in the eighth inning to rehabbing White Sox catcher A. J. Pierzynski. Dallas McPherson followed with a double to right-center field, and a scoreless tie looked sure to be broken.

But Ekstrom fought back, striking out Lastings Milledge and Jim Gallagher on consecutive full-count pitches.

On the very next pitch after Gallagher struck out, Jordan Danks dinked a 130-foot, opposite-field, namby-pamby double over third base, right on the chalk line, to score two runs.

And so it goes. Game over. I've been writing that a lot lately, and seldom on Durham's behalf.

It's not just the Bulls who lost a chance to win. The Gwinnett Braves sent ace Julio Teheran to the mound in Norfolk, he was bombed for six runs in three innings, Gwinnett lost, and Durham is now just a single win or Braves loss from clinching the IL South Division.

I'm not sure I can say anything else with any certainty, but I'll try.

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KNIGHTS STADIUM/ FORT MILL, S.C.—From guts and more guts to tripe. The Bulls played a couple of anxious, playoff-tense, one-run games against heel-nipping Gwinnett on Monday and Tuesday. The Braves won the first but the Bulls, crucially, won the second, pushing their IL South Division lead up to a reasonably comfortable 3 1/2 games with six to play.

In the Bulls' exciting win on Tuesday night, they showed the strength and courage I had vaguely questioned after Monday's loss: Pitchers toughened up in the face of trouble; a Bull got a clutch hit (finally!) in a fraught late-game situation; and another player made a risky, diving, game-ending catch. Encouraged by these signs, I ended my game story envisioning that the next night in Charlotte might reveal "not just the strength but the length of their guts."

Didn't even make it past the duodenum. In the bottom of the first inning last night, the Bulls' infield made errors on consecutive grounders hit by the Knights' first two hitters. Then a couple more grounders—or perhaps "dirtballs" (see video below)—deflected off of Durham starter Andy Sonnanstine (first glove, then leg) for singles. Then Sonnanstine allowed consecutive doubles to Jim Gallagher and Jordan Danks; and it was suddenly 5-0, Charlotte.

Game over. Oh, they went ahead and played the rest of it anyway, because they had to. Sonnanstine gave up a couple more runs in the third, including the second homer he has allowed to Dallas McPherson in as many games against him, and was lifted after three innings—but not because he was desperately ineffective: Instead, he was rewarded with a callup to Tampa Bay, joining Justin Ruggiano and Brandon Guyer. Sonnanstine had in fact only been scheduled to throw three innings in the first place, yet he was so bad that he nearly didn't make it that far. Brian Baker relieved and allowed three more runs, and the final score was 10-2, Knights. The Bulls pitched, hit and fielded miserably. They were, and perhaps are, offal.

Gwinnett helped out a bit, splitting a doubleheader at Norfolk, so the Bulls saw their division lead level off at three games with five remaining. They can continue to play this badly and almost surely win the division anyway. It's almost too bad.

There was one out and the score was 4-3, Durham. The out was secured by left fielder Russ Canzler, who was named league MVP earlier in the day, drove in the go-ahead run in the bottom of the eighth with a clutch two-out single—after striking out in his three previous at-bats—and had just raced to the retaining wall in foul territory and caught Wilkin Castillo's foul fly ball. Not a great play, by any means, but a good one, especially for a guy who takes flak for his fielding.

The next batter was the Braves' other Wilkin, the one named Ramirez. He goes around singing to himself, "With the thoughts I'd be thilkin' / I could be another Wilkin." Ramirez singled to left field off of Rob Delaney.

I am psychic. I've said it before and will have cause to say it again. This is not a boast. We are all psychic, but our minds are over-cluttered with stimuli and so we can't hear the messages that the future sends us. What I like about watching baseball games is that their deep but thrumming quiet, and their extraordinary, head-clearing equilibrium, push out all of the mental obstructions and allow you to see the future.

I thought to myself: Someone is going to make a diving catch to decide this game.

Follow us over to Bull City Summer to read the rest of this story about the Bulls' biggest win of the season.

• Photo by Leah Sobsey

DBAP/ DURHAM—Lost in the general happiness of the Durham Bulls' Sunday doubleheader sweep of the Charlotte Knights was this nagging problem: The Bulls haven't been scoring runs. They came into last night's game against Gwinnett having scored 51 of them over their last 13 games, an average of less than four per game, which is a lower rate than Rochester's league-worst 4.01.

It got lower in last night's 2-1 loss to the Gwinnett Braves. The Bulls' lone run scored on a passed ball. The Braves pulled to within 2 1/2 games of the Bulls for the IL South Division lead with a week left in the regular season.

The evening put a damper on the Bulls' promising three-game winning streak, literally: rain fell from the middle innings through to the end of the game, which not only made it a soggy affair but probably reduced the potential crowd—10,000 strong on Sunday—to just 4,000 or so Monday night.

The rain also reduced the Bulls again, shrinking their production to just six singles. They had no hits, or even a hard-hit out, after the sixth inning, and none with runners in scoring position all night. They stranded 10 baserunners overall.

There was another ambient effect after the game. The media assembled in Durham manager Charlie Montoyo's office, as usual, for the customary five minutes of interview time, and in its midst all the power went out for a few seconds.

Point taken.

Hey, fans: Tonight's game is not only the last one the Bulls will play against arch-rival Gwinnett, it's the LAST HOME GAME OF THE REGULAR SEASON! If you're out-clicking here, before the jump, let that gut-kicking fact serve as an invitation to get yourself and about 10,000 of your friends out to the DBAP. The torpid Toros could use some very loud cheering, straight from the gut.

My friends, join us over on Bull City Summer to read the rest of this gut-bucket game story.

• Photo by Leah Sobsey

DBAP/ DURHAM—The Durham Bulls pulled off a doubleheader sweep of the Charlotte Knights yesterday, beating them 4-3 and then again, 3-0. The two victories gave them a five-game series win over Charlotte, three games to two; more importantly, the Bulls won three straight games in less than 24 hours, nearly setting the Bulls upright after an ugly four-game slump that had slowed their march toward the playoffs to a crawl.

Two wins, so Bulls manager Charlie Montoyo said it twice: "Great day, man. Great day."

Most importantly, the Bulls nudged their IL South Division lead over the Gwinnett Braves (who beat Norfolk again) to 3 1/2 games with eight left to play, reducing their so-called "magic number" to clinch the division to an almost-comfortable five games.

What an insulting phrase, "magic number." Yes, it of course refers to the "magic" that awaits teams that make the post-season—if magic is really what it is (ask the 1960 Yankees, the 1941 Brooklyn Dodgers, or best of all the 1919 White Sox). But A) you get there by playing the fiendishly hard, unforgiving, body-grinding game of baseball just about every single sweaty mundane day for five months; and B) the number itself is calculated by a very unmagical process known as math: Any combination of Bulls wins and Gwinnett losses totaling five gives the Bulls the division title.

This is not to take the romance out of it, but only to honor what Class AAA ballplayers do 144 times in a season, with a grand total of 10 days off. That's more than enough daily repetitions to render out the hocus-pocus that the term "magic number" implies. The game of baseball itself is magical—methinks its very repetition is what makes it magical, along with its precision and its relentless dailiness. Wins and losses are not magic. They are the cumulative evidence of how much magic your hard work, your discipline and your patience with failure have created. If the Bulls make the playoffs—which they probably should, given the circumstances—they will have gotten there not by sleight of hand but by handwork; not by trickery, but by uprightness.

Folks, head over to Bull City Summer to read the rest of this double-headed game story.