A familiar, deserving crew of winners here. Dom looks splendid in '75, back when, according to Phil Mushnick, players on "what we were comfortable calling the disabled list without fear of offending the PC police" didn't need "pimped-out knee scooters of the sort favored by gangsta rappers" to celebrate game-winning victories that "didn't carry the absurd 'walk-off' label" achieved "at an hour too late to be savored by anybody but workers on the third shift who might have accidentally tuned their radios away from the Milkman's Matinee as they fought sleep amidst the onrushing dawn." Great job, Grimm!