I still have to pinch myself to remember that this season is real — it’s not a dream. It’s not a hallucination brought on by the two bottles of Robitussin® I’ve downed in the past several days while trying to kick the flu. Khrush hit two shy of 50 dingers on the season. We had a winning record while being without a single starter from opening day and having to play a handful of bullpen games to make up for the missing slots. It doesn’t seem real even when you sit and look at it.