I liked Miracles, for all that it hewed too closely to the tidy wrapup at the end of each episode: it really did manage a creepy atmosphere (and as far as Ulrich goes, my wife will double my sentiment for Jericho, though I never really got into that one).
Lucky wasn't genius, but it was just far enough off-center to take you by surprise here and there (and had the good sense to only run half an hour, which paradoxically probably helped kill it, as networks rarely know what to do with half-hour shows that aren't straight-out sitcoms).
I'll second the love for Karen Sisco (though it obviously paled next to Out of Sight), and add Threshold in the Gugino category. Compared to Invasion, it was more conventional (in that it looked like a cheap imitation of something like Independence Day, whereas Invasion just looked cheap in its own way), but it featured a great cast, which is more than half the battle where episode TV is concerned (much as I love Fitchner, I'll never forgive Invasion for launching the career of Joss Whedon and Jack Black's evil love child).
And I guess Invasion links, by way of Kari Wuhrer, into Nero Wolfe, which was such an obvious labor of love by Hutton that I could overlook its flaws and only marvel at how much it got right with a set of characters that no one else had properly managed in over half a century of trying.
Let's see... Crime Story had already nuked the fridge by the time it ended, but if you could have dumped the last half-season and rebooted it after the Battle of Las Vegas, I'd have stuck with it.
And I don't know how much more you could have milked out of Andy Barker, P.I., but (like Police Squad! before it), it surely deserved more than a fistful of episodes.
