If last night’s game wasn’t a sign of bad luck for the Phillies, I don’t know what is? Kendrick was pitching well, JRol hit a 3 run homer, Ryan Howard gets up to the plate and the winds begin to blow fiercely. The game gets called because of an incoming storm. Tarps go up and zap. That just knocked the wind out of the Phillies sails and they just simply lost their momentum. The game continues an hour and so many minutes later. It’s just like a brand new game only the Phillies lost their zip.
Innings later, as if there wasn’t any other sign of bad luck, Rollins gets robbed of a solid base hit by the Cubs pitcher who just by dumb luck on his part caught the ball in his glove trying to duck from it. Ut oh…. not good!
After tedious other innings and the Cubs scratching their way to overcome their three run deficit, the ninth inning arrives. Ryan Madson, Mad Dog Passion, comes in to safe the game. What happens next? A homerun by the Cubs. What happens after that? Well, another seemingly homerun but ruled a ground rule double because of fan interference. Nice observation, Victorino. Does that mean their luck was turning? Nope. Sad to say, that even though the Phils got out of the 9th with the game tied, the offense could not produce. The Cubs finally win the game. ( Can’t give you the final details because I went to bed feeling much frustration.)
Bad Luck, Bad Weather, Bad turn of events! Simple as that but that’s just how I read that game last night. Luck is a funny thing though. It has a tendency to turn around just when you can’t take any more.
Can I just talk about how great of a baseball player Lee really is? Can I just gush? I was so impressed and awed by Lee’s performance yesterday. Sure, he didn’t pitch a perfect game. He has some flaws… some blunders yet this player is the total package. If I had to hear Wheels say one more time that throwing strike balls all the time can get a pitcher in trouble, I think I’m going to write a nasty letter to him but I digress. Let me get back to Lee. Here’s a pitcher who allowed a game to be tied in the sixth inning by the Reds yesterday, comes back in the bottom half of that inning, chats it up with Manuel and hits a ground rule double to score 2 RBI’s and take the lead back. What’s he do in the seventh, well, he hits again and scores another RBI. Someone is working on his hitting as confirmed by Manuel in his press conference after the game. As Charlie said ” A pitcher helps himself out by working on his hitting performance.” That’s not a” per say quote” but it’s what he basically said.
So, this is the player we call Cliff Lee. His head and heart is in the game very much like Roy Halladay but with a style all his own. We are so lucky and honored to have him playing on our home team. He chose us and that just makes my heart sing.
Excuse me, Mr. Lee, but can I give you a great big “Mike Sweeney” hug? Ah, such are the stuff of which fantasies are made of. Perhaps one day…..
How ’bout that game last night? I will admit that I went to bed at 11:30. Not because I didn’t think the Phils could win it. No, I somehow knew when I woke up this morning I’d hear that they did. First thing I did was open up my Facebook page. What I read there though was something that I never thought that I’d read. Wilson Valdez pitched the 19th inning? What? Are you kidding me? Are my eyes deceiving me? Am I dreaming still? Nope.
So, of course, I scoured every video watching this. Oh my Goodness! Yep, there he was. Valdez on the mound and, yep, Ruiz playing 3rd base. Wow! Now, that is bleeping amazing! I was as giddy as a schoolgirl giggling at her crush. It reminded me of the memorable night when Oswalt played the Outfield last season. This was just as thrilling!
Kudos to Valdez. He’s the ultimate of versatile players. He’s someone valuable to our team. Kudos to Ruiz. He gives it his best effort no matter where the game takes him or puts him at. Kudos to Baez. He hung in there for a long time and pitched tremendously. Kudos to the offense who pulled the W out at the end. Kudos to the bullpen who gave a tremendous collective effort in preserving the game.
Drink it in all my fellow Phillies fans. Don’t ever doubt that there still isn’t something quite “magical” about the players and managers of the Philadelphia Phillies! What a night! What a game!
Drink it in.
This season has me coming up with some zany but very fitting tags for our Phillies players. It’s my creative side coming out and blossoming. I like to share some with you if you please.
Carlos Ruiz ” The Baseball Whisperer”… This man has an uncanny knack for reading a ball. He studies the game and knows what pitch is effective at what time and for what player.
Ryan Madson ” Mad Dog Passion” … He is settling in quite nicely in the closer role. He wants it. He owns it. He’s on fire. He’s mad dog passion
Jimmy Rollins ” Jimmy Jimmy”… This player rolls like the tag implies. He’s unique and dedicated. His heart is in the game.His first name bears repeating.
Raul Ibanez ” Ibby”… He’s a man that everyone likes. He works hard. He doesn’t give up and doesn’t let any negativity bother him. He’s out to prove himself and his capabilities. You gotta love a man named Ibby.
Shane Victorino- “Vic”. Why? He’s the man! That’s ain’t no trick cause he’s just Vic. His enthusiasm is contagious.
Roy Halladay- “The Master”- Nobody can dispute that this man is the Master at his craft. He studies it, he adjusts it, and he perfects it. Enough said!
Cliff Lee- “Jog on– Jog off”- This man is as efficient and as effective as any man on the mound. He doesn’t mess around. He means business and that’s just it. You gotta admire and respect a man for that.
( Oh, did I let my loyalties and likes show? LOL )
Those are just a few that I have. I know that I’ll come up with more. It’s fun to do
Do any of you have any zany tags for the Phillies that you’d like to share? Please feel free to share and comment.
There have been many signs that the team of ole, our beloved Phils are breaking down due to wear and tear. It’s a struggle and when it is so discouragement prevails. They lose their spark… their mojo. So what do you do? Well, an infusion of young blood is needed. We’re seeing the team of tomorrow in John Mayberry, Dom Brown, Michael Stutes, and Vance Worley. That’s not to say that this infusion can not exist side by side with our beloved team of old. In fact, an infusion of young and old is always a great thing. Magic can happen. Combine wisdom and experience with youthful enthusiasm and you’ll get something really quite powerful.
So, Charlie, mix it up. I know that loyalty is a wonderful trait of yours and something to be admired but sometime we need to look past our loyalties and see what the future holds. The future is at our doorsteps. It’s time to think in new ways.
Go for it!
Okay. So, yes, the Phillies are winning and they’re Number 1 in the division but for the life of me I can’t seem to find the pulse for the team. What is this fascinating aspect of sychronization from them that can’t seem to be broken? It seems that try as they might when one player is not hitting then the whole offense is not hitting. Although playing as a team is wonderful and ideal, it really stinks when not one of them can get a hit. I must point out that wasn’t the case in last night’s game. Polanco was hitting. I felt sorry for him because nobody else was. I’m sure he was wondering where the rest of the team was at. Hello, is anybody else playing this game with me? Well, last night was the second night this season that I didn’t watch the game through till the end. Quite frankly, I don’t like to watch them flatline like that. It’s not fun and it’s downright frustrating. It almost makes me wish that I can get up and bat for them. Of course, I have no athletic ability so that wouldn’t work out. Or would it?
So, when is this offense really going to wake-up and start being the bats that they are made to be? What’s really going on underneath? Where’s the spark? Where’s the swagger? When that comes alive once again, well then, the Phils will be the team to take it all the way to the World Series.
Come on, Guys, you need an infusion. Back up those remarkable starting pitchers and get some hits. Light a fire.
I was wondering all day yesterday how I’d feel to see officially Werth in a Nats uniform and see him play for another team. He was my favorite Phillie and it was difficult for me to see him leave. It was surreal but, guess what, I’m good with it. I have my home team priorities in check and was rooting against him.
Not that I wish him evil though. I still consider myself a fan of his. It was good to hear that the Phillies players liked him in the clubhouse. It was good to hear that they exchanged laughs and chat with him before the game but once the game started he was just a player for the oppossing team. That’s the way it should be. Once this series is ended, I’m still going to be checking in on him and his stats. I will be rooting for him, the player.
Sad that it was a rather ugly game though. Sorry that it took our team to shake Werth out of his malaise and have a great game. Sorry that he hit a homer against Blanton. Sorry that we couldn’t beat those pesty Nats last night.
Today brings another game and another chance. We have an Ace on the mound tonight. If the offense performs well, then, we can beat those Nats.