Now that's ugly

The Dodgers had the worst-place Cubs down 7-0 with Derek Lowe pitching. The Cubs committed six errors. The Dodgers still lost. Cesar Izturis even drove in the winning run for Chicago. Luckily for L.A. the Padres also lost so the Dodgers still lead by 1½ games. Carnage observed in the Times, Daily News, MLB

Also: Jerry Crowe in today's LAT tells the story of the Dons, L.A.'s first major pro sports team. They and the All-America Football Conference beat the defending NFL champion Rams into town by two weeks in 1946. (The Rams fled from Cleveland.) The first game was played on a Friday night at the Coliseum. The Dons beat the Brooklyn Dodgers, 20-14, in front of 18,995. The Dons' ownership included Louis B. Mayer, Bob Hope, Bing Crosby and Don Ameche and in 1948 they outdrew every team in the rival National Football League. But after 1949 the league faded away, with the San Francisco 49ers, Cleveland Browns and Baltimore Colts joining the NFL.

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