Thursday, October 30, 2008
Who Doesn't Love A Parade?
I Can Now Die In Peace
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Expect the Unexpected
Monday, October 27, 2008
Unf&*king Believable!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
On The Precipice Of A Title
PSP's EAGLES' PICK
Ok, game time.
Have fun and try to rest up for Game 4 tonight.
It Doesn't Get Much More Bizarre Than That
The Phils had just hit back to back HR's to chase Matt Garza and took a seemingly safe 4-1 lead into the Top of the 7th. Then the strange-ness kicked off when Jamie Moyer used just about every bit of athleticism in his body to get to a bunt and flip the ball to the Big Man to nail Carl Crawford by a quarter of a step, but the Ump totally blew the call. That seemed to give the Rays life as they picked up two runs in the 6th to turn a potential laugher into a nail biter.
Then BJ Upton put his stamp on tonight's game when he single handedly tied the game in the Top of the 8th by finally deciding to show up and run hard. As Joe Buck said (he's starting to grow on me), you can excuse him stealing second. But the steal of third and the subsequent errant throw by Ruiz is what's killing me, especially after watching how Tampa handled the same exact situation in the bottom of the inning, which brings me to....
Jayson Werth is a complete friggin' idiot. Did he have any awareness that the Ray's shortstop was playing him as if he was a first basemen? That play was inexcusable. I was willing to overlook his baserunning mistake in Game 2, but now I have to turn my back on him. He's dead to me. What a stupid ball player.
One of Charlie's best decisions tonight was not bringing in Lidge in the 9th. Everyone knows how bad Lidge is in non save situations. I didn't agree with leaving JC in, but it all worked out.
The bottom of the ninth was bizarre. Flat out weird. They hit Bruntlett and his playoff beard. Then a wild pitch, which advances the runner to third after the Rays catcher throws the ball into right center. Then we have to sweat out two intentional walks, a five man infield and an infield hit that seemed to move so excruciating slow that I changed emotions three times.
Now, we are half way there. Moyer was fabulous. Can we get the same thing out of Blanton tomorrow? I'm doubtful. However, I'm just going to let things ride. Things can't get more unpredictable than tonight.
-Leslie Gudel just reported that Tim McGraw spread some of Tug's ashes on the mound before the game. That's awesome. Simply friggin' awesome. Gotta love Tim McGraw. I need more Tim McGraw in my life. I am going to buy his CD on principle....and I ain't the biggest phan of Country Music.
-What was up with that weird friggin' fish song played when the Rays were introduced? Whoever made that decision should be fired. Totally freakin' weird.
-By the way, what did you guys think of the live blog? Very emotion filled.
Live Blog For The 9th Inning
-Why the fuck is JC Romero starting the 9th?
-Thanks Joe for reminding us of how Jayson Werth is a complete idiot.
-Ok, JC got through one guy.
-Hope everyone remembers we have Eric Bruntlett starting the bottom of the 9th.
-Every time this Gross guy comes up, I think Buck's saying Greg Gross.
-Is the crowd alive? Can someone check? I might be being too hard on them. Those poor souls are cold, wet and tired.
-Ok, 2 down.
-Moyer was phenomenal tonight. If the ump didn't blow that one call at first, I'm pretty sure we have Lidge on the mound closing this out.
-I really don't like this Bartlett guy. Can't put my finger on why.
-Come on...JC!
-Oh Christ...full count.
-These House promos are making my heart beat faster...I don't like them!
-Ok....out of the 9th....Let's get a friggin run here, but I doubt we will out of Bruntlett, (the suddenly cold Victorino) and Pedro Feliz.
-That Jayson Werth play and the throw to third by Ruiz may be our generation's Chico Ruiz and the Bull butchering the fly ball to left in 1977. I hope not though. If we score a run, we will totally forget about it.
-Gotta agree with Joe. Bruntlett has a fantastic beard. It would make a lumberjack or a hockey player during a Cup run very proud.
-There you go....Gotta get on base any way you can. Will they actually try to bunt a man over. This team is not very fundamentally sound. Doubt this works out well.
-Pitching change now....gives me time to mention that we are off to a good start on Super Sports weekend. Rutgers hangs half a 100 on Pitt. Penn State puts itself in the National Title game...Believe me, 'Bama will lose a game. The Flyers picked up another win. The Phils need to cap this off.
-Christ, I'm nervous...will this bunt work?
-Ok....don't need to bunt now....just give me a motherfucking Fly Ball!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-I'd like to thank my man Johnny Gold for sticking out with me tonight. He is all heart. My man Vinny is checking in via text also.
-Now I'm really nervous...please get this over with!!!!
-Bring in Stairs please....he'll get the ball in the air...Good point about Ruiz though. He does get the ball in the air
-Come on Chico....you need to do this!
-Ball 2! Don't swing you idiot!
-ughhhhhh
-That was ball 3!
-ok...good eye
-Holy shit!!! Fuck yeah! We win!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-My man Chico Ruiz.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Joe throws it down to Ken the Midget with Bruntlett the Playoff Beard. Gotta love Fox.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
There Is No Longer Any Doubt....
Monday, October 20, 2008
If We Win the Series, I Know Who We Can Thank
At that point, it became abundantly clear that, not only is Billy Penn cursing the city due to the decision to erect buildings above the brim of his hat, but became vindictive when he felt he was being mocked by dressing him up in stupid hats and jerseys. Thankfully, this year we don't have to worry about the City of Philadelphia fanning the flames of Billy Penn's discontent as there will be no jersey or baseball cap placed on good ol' Billy.
Sure, you can thank Mayor Nutter, but I prefer to thank the guy most responsible: my co-worker Ed. Last week, Ed had told me he had sent an email to a friend that works for Mayor Nutter begging him to tell Mayor Nutter to not put any Phillies garb on Billy Penn. Well, the email was forwarded to Mayor Nutter and it must have persuaded him because the Inquirer reported the following in today's paper:
Superstitious Phillies fans flooded the mayor's office with calls and e-mails, begging him not to jinx the team, to leave Penn alone.That "one fan" was my man, Ed. Nice job, dude. If we win the Series, a special thanks has to go your way. Maybe we should petition the team to give you a playoff share.
"You have the mayor's ear," one fan wrote a Nutter aide. "Make sure they do not put the Phillies hat on William Penn. Cite some ordinance if need be, or make one up. I do not care. Just make sure they do not do it. The World Series depends on it."
Sunday, October 19, 2008
It's Tampa....
I wanted the Rays. We owe Tampa big time for the most crushing Philly defeat in my lifetime....the 2002 NFC Title game (aka The Last Game At The Vet), as well as the Lightning stealing a Cup from us by beating us in the 2004 Eastern Conference Finals. I think beating Tampa for a World Series Title would undoubtedly help me forget all the torture they put me through previously.
After watching them tonight, two things are going to drive me up a friggin' wall. All the dopey mohawks their players are sporting and more importantly, the ridiculous cow bell ringing. I feel like I'm watching a high school football game, not a major league baseball post season game.
Ok, off to bed. More on this series later.
Lazy Sunday
It made me think of this classic SNL skit:
Anyhow, I was able to survive until Game 7 of the ALCS started. I'm sitting here watching it in the 5th inning with the game tied, but the Rays threatening. (The Rays got one to make it 2-1. The Sox are still being 1 hit and coming to bat.) I have to say...neither of these teams have me scared to death. It doesn't seem to me that the AL is sending its usual juggernaut to the Fall Classic.
Honestly, I'd rather face Tampa. If they win tonight, there has to be a sense of relief on their part that they were able to stave off a potential major collapse. Plus, their such a young group of kids, they might be happy to have beaten the Sox and not be ready to face the Phils right from the beginning.
As for the Sox, if they get in, you'd have to think that they would be coming in bulging with confidence thinking that they somehow escaped with their lives and believe they are harder to kill than Jason Voorhees. I don't want to deal with them and that kind of roll. Although, I think their lineup without Manny and a banged up Big Papi is now completely mortal.
In any event, I'm flipping over to Entourage even though I completely missed last week's. Oh well, I guess I have something to watch for the next 21 minutes. (Yes, HBO, don't think I haven't noticed that your one remaining entertaining show jips me out of 9 minutes of viewing pleasure so the show can eventually be syndicated on Comedy Central.)
I just can't wait until tonight's over so we can start focusing on baseball again. This layoff is totally killing me.
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Postscript....I figured out what every one was doing today: screwing around with Facebook. I must have received 5 or 6 facebook friend requests today. Did all my friends sign up this past weekend?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
To The Victors Come The Spoils....
However, before I do, here are some great videos of the celebrations throughout the city after the Phils clinched:
(I love that one.)
Ahhh, to be young, with no kids and be able to celebrate a NL Pennant!
Cole Takes A Walk With The Phils' Legends
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Welcome To The 2008-2009 Season, Fly Guys!
It was nice to see the Flyers earn a point, but they deserved better. Unfortunately, they have been unable to put three periods of good hockey together to gain a win.
I have two comments on the team prior to my season preview:
1) The Flyers need to break up the top line. They had so much success last year, due to their scoring depth and fantastic centers. I think they need to switch Briere back to the center position and put him between Gagne and Hartnell. I would then put Richards with Lupul and Downie. The third line would be the same: Upshall, Carter and Knuble. It would also give you a really good fourth line.
2) Luca Sbisa is going to be a player. He may eventually hit the wall, but I think he's going to be an excellent player for the Orange and Black.
Ok, that's all I got except that this team better start waking up and playing some hockey.
And He's Buying The Stairs-way To Heaven
Editor's Note: I felt pretty excited about my headline until I went to MLB.com and the Daily News. Apparently, it was not as witty as I thought.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
You Want War, You Got It
Absolutely Frustrating
Friday, October 10, 2008
More Game 1 Magic
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
PSP's Phils' Pick
I Am Still Annoyed
Sunday, October 05, 2008
The Ultimate Good News/Bad News Day
Friday, October 03, 2008
John Smoltz: Expert Prognosticator
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Live From Citizens Bank Park
I had every intention of blogging on and on and on about yesterday's Phils' game, but I got home from the game sat on the couch and totally zonked out. I have to get out to work early today so I can't say much, but wanted to get a couple things up before I head out the door.
I think we finally saw that Cole Hamels is a big game pitcher. He was absolutely masterful yesterday. If he can continue to pitch like that, we may be onto something big this postseason. I just wish we got to see him end the game, which brings me to...
When did Brad Lidge turn into Mitch Williams? (Wild Thing was in the park yesterday to throw out the "Second Pitch". Maybe Lidge was somehow inspired to follow in his footsteps.) Anyhow, I know it has been slowly coming over the last month, but the tight rope Lidge's been walking might kill me. If he continues this B.S. this postseason, I might have to buy a defibulator and have it on stand by because he might just kill give me a heart attack one of these times.
Also, where's the offense? We need the entire lineup to hit. Four hits is not going to get it done. We need everyone to contribute.
Finally, I have to thank my man Uncle Farrell. The seats we had yesterday were the best I have ever had. Unbelievable. Three rows from the field. I can't thank him enough. There is a much better story of how we ended up three rows from the field, and I will tell it later on. I have to get out of here.
Talk to you guys later.