Wow. We learned last night that Halladay is human afterall. Can you imagine. Halladay has given us a marvelous season with the 21 wins , a perfecto,and the no no against the Reds. Most of us sipped on a lot of kool-aid before the game last night knowing that Halladay was on the mound against the Giants. Beating Lincecum wouldn't be an easy task, but who didn't believe that Doc would mow the Giants down - holding them scoreless until one of the candy strippers could deliver the coup de grace. A 1-0 win would have been great,but alas it didn't happen. It didn't happen for a variety of reasons.
Can you say another Phillies offensive slump, a lack of clutch hitting, and a guy named Lincecum who made the good guys bats go limp, and dare I say a shortness of heart by the good guys.
Even the great Bob Gibson gave up an occasional home run. He gave up 257 long balls during his hall of fame career. What happened after Gibson gave one up was a whole lot different than what happened to Cody Ross after he hit his first against Doc last night. If Gibson had been on the mound last night - Cody Ross would have gone down on the first pitch in his next at bat.
Gibson pitched angry, and he would have made sure that Ross saw some fastball chin music and if he couldn't have avoided being hit - so what. Halladay did nothing of the kind last night. He gave Ross the same pitch that he had hit out and he hit it out again.
If Halladay had given Ross a 93 mph fastball around his head, he may not have hit that second home run. Roy needs to show a little anger and become a little old school. How sad that a guy who had been accustomed to playing in front of 12 people in Miami was the man last night.
I don't mean to suggest that Halladay was the only reason that the candy strippers lost last night. Just because Doc didn't do the Johnny Van Den Meer thing (Van DenMeer pitched back to back no-hitters on June 11 & 15, 1938 while with the Reds) No we lost because the Phillies didn't hit. Oh sure Werth did his part, but where were the rest of them? Let's look at our heroes.
Jimmy Rollins needs to be told that we are playing in the NLCS and that it would be helpful if he could get on base every once and awhile. If he's still hurt then Charlie needs to sit him down next to Dobbs and let Valdez play. We need Rollins to stop playing like Chico Fernandez and play like he is capable of.
Ibanez is swinging the bat like Raul the hairdresser. Hey Raul, take the shit out of your mouth and find a way to get the job done. Right now Ibanez is swinging the bat like he is a lap dog when we need a pit bull.
I won't spend the time reviewing the play of Utley, Victorino, or Polanco. We all saw the game last night so we already know what they didn't do. Ruiz showed up as did Werth and to them I say thank you.
But what about Mr Cool? What about our big guy? Yes, he did hit a double early in the game giving us hope that we could get to Lincecum and think about parades. After the double we saw the Ryan Howard that has become all too familiar. Mr Cool seems to enjoy being Mr Cool. That's fine except for the fact that he is coming up small when the team needs him to get the job done!
Maybe he should stop pointing his bat towards center field (you know the Babe Ruth thing) before he steps into the box. Maybe he ought to talk to a former Phillies first baseman about how to hit like you have a pair. I am of course refering to Pete Rose. Rose came to play every night (ask Bochy about that) and he would have found a way to make something happen. 3 to 1 he would have found a way to get on base instead of striking out when the team was down. Our current guy walks away after striking out giving the pitcher a puzzled look as if to wonder how he was able to make me create a breeze instead of sending the ball deep into the night.
Howard is a fraud! I'll stick to that statement until he finds a way to get the job done. He is the primary reason this long suffering fan will not be drinking any kool-aid. Hey bitch - no more Letterman, no more interviews where you say nothing ( the Andy Reid thing), no more spotlights. Just give us what you are supposed to do! There is a rumor that Pete has already placed a bet that Sanchez will make you look silly today.
You may think that I enjoy watching the Phillies lose. I don't. You may think that I enjoy Howard playing like a pussy. I don't. I want them to win. I want them to play with reckless abandon and to look like they hate the other guys. I do hate when they manage to get on base and exchange pleasantries with the opposing first baseman. Stop that shit. Rose would have stepped on the guys foot with his spikes not ask him how the family is doing. I want to see them strike fear in the hearts of the Giants, not play like they are deers caught in the headlights!
Well, today is another day and being down 1-0 is not the end of the world. The sun is shining, the air is crisp and we have Goober Oswalt taking the mound today. As more folks sip their kool-aid and game time approaches nearly everyone will believe that our bats will reawaken,that the strippers will even the series, and that Howard and Rollins and Polanco will do what they have to. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, fairy tales I love them! Until these guys show me that they can get the job done I will sip no kool-aid! As a long suffering fan whose heart has been broken by every team wearing Philly on their uniforms I will assume that they will find a way to lose this game and head to the coast with their heads up their asses. I'm getting that old feeling of gloom again and I don't like it. I hope I am proven wrong.
What a day. Leading up to the Phillies we get to see if Andy can lead his team to a victory over the Falcons and their silly looking uniforms. (whats up with their sleeves?) Awesome! We get a chance to fall into a depressive state twice. With our fate in the hands of Kolb's arm and Fat Andy's creative time management skills how can we not spank the Falcons. (Watch the game and find out) At least we can watch the game - sorry Giants fans you can't watch your game!
I can't even imagine the collective foul mood this city will be in if both the birds and Phillies lose today. I don't want to see that,so I'll try to be optimistic, especially when my league leading Fantasy Lancers take the field today against the WayLin Boom Booms. I'm looking to be 6-0 after this week.
Hey, the Phillies can do it! Right? No problem, right? Well if they are getting tuned you can always say fuck it and watch Boardwalk Empire at 9pm. Last week I watched the rebroadcast at midnight. I hope to do the same this week, but am prepared to tune in at 9. I just don't want to watch our Phillies fall apart.How about you?
Well, look at that. Kolb & The Fat One pulled if off.
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