Since calling on Renaissance Man Bob Dylan, my MLB picks have gone 6-3.  Even though it's late on a Friday, I think I can reach Bob Dylan by cell phone:

Bob: (ordering) Do I talk funny?  Am I a special person?  No!  Prick up your ears drink slinger, and give me another shot of Jaegermeister.  Who is this?  Speak up.  I have a gaggle of giggly girls on a beer crawl  just itching for my attention.

Me: It's me, KingSerf, Bob.

Bob: Look man, I'm sorry about those totals plays.  Blame it on Willie Nelson and his weed.

Me: Forgiven.  Any late MLB plays, Bob?

Bob: Always.  Check these out but play at your own risk.

Dodgers RL

Phillies/Giants Over 7.5 Runs

Rockies +137

Me: Good luck tonight, Bob.  So tell me, what does a Pulitzer Prize winning singer/songwriter do on a Friday night in May?

Bob: Looking to get drunk and laid.  What did you expect?  Writing songs to save the world?  (drunken laughter) Songs have as much chance of saving the world as George Bush learning to tie his own shoes. 

Me: Rock and roll, Bob.

Bob: (shouting) That Jaeger shot better be chilled!  Rock on, Serfdog.

Best of luck with all your late MLB plays, everyone!