What the hell just hit me? Oh, that was the right jab from the Mets that landed squarely on my right eye. I knew we didn't have such a great chance of winning the first game of the day/night double-header, because J.D. Durbin was pitching for the Phils. I'm glad I didn't set my expectations high, because aside from 3 up, 3 down, 3 k's in the 1st inning Durbin sucked like the Triple A trash he is giving up 6 runs in just under 5 innings of work. Not all was bad though, as there were some rarities in the day portion of the double-header, as Chris Coste had a nice pinch-hit homerun (a symbolic F-U to the organization for having him in the minors), a 2-run Wes Helms homerun, a pinch-hit rbi single by Pat Burrell, and a little over 4 scoreless innings from the bullpen. In the end it didn't matter though, as the Phils dropped the first game 6-5, thanks in part by our "defensive catcher" Rod Barajas' inability to catch a ball and make a tag and then block a pitch in the dirt resulting in 2 of J.D.'s surrendered runs. Thanks again Gillick for signing Rod, without him I don't know what we'd do (probably win more games).
Holy crap, did anyone catch the license plate of that truck that just hit me? What was that, it was another jab to the facial region by the hated Mets, this time to the left eye. Going into yesterday, I thought we'd split the double-headed, especially with "King" Cole on the mound in the nightcap. Hamels continued to serve up meaty pitches as Carlos Beltran deposited 2 of his offerings over the outfield fence, which leaves Cole's total at a MLB leading 19 homeruns surrendered. I'm going to play the part of an a-hole here and break this harsh news to everyone...Cole Hamels is not a savior, Cole Hamels is not going to the be starting pitcher for the NL in the All-Star game, and Cole Hamels is not a Cy Young hopefull. Don't get me wrong, Hamels is good and he is our staff ace, but his era isn't all that great at 3.87, and until he finds a way to stop giving up so many long balls he'll never truly dominate. The loss wasn't all Cole's fault though, as the offense aside from Michael Bourn and Chase Utley forgot to show up. End result, Phils lose 5-2 and get swept at the hands of the NL East leading Mets, entering the day 3 games back and falling to 5 back when all was said and done. Ding, turkey's done...TKO!

Have no fear, we have our prize fighter J.A. Happ making his MLB debut today, a win for sure. Ah, who the hell am I fooling? He'll probably get lit up like your weird Uncle Vernon then try to make inappropriate advances on you.
~Carson


















Not since fat-ass Scientologist Kirstie Alley started the Jenny Craig program have we seen a race to 200 quite like this. A few months after Alley surpassed the Mendoza line by dropping 75 pounds and sported a bikini (ugh) on Oprah, Pat Burrell has plummeted his average to an area even Abe Nunez has yet to explore.
It's not helping Pat's cause that Michael Bourn got three hits in the game yesterday, an accomplishment Burrell has reached only twice in 61 starts this year. Bourn has speed, defense and a .304 average; Burrell has a huge contract and the look of an underachiever. I say Bourn has to play everyday in left until, like Burrell has done this year, he proves he can't. 






I'm not phlashing back to a player today. Instead, with the Phils set to open a series against the Cardinals, I thought I would look back at a rumored trade between the Phils' and Pirates for current Red Bird Kip Wells (who starts game three of this series.)
At the time, the Phils were in a Wild Card chase, or at least they thought they may be in one, as they were sitting right around .500. Jim Thome had been hurt but the offense motored on; Lofton and Abreu were getting on base and Pat Burrell, Chase Utley and young Ryan Howard were knocking them in. David Bell still sucked. Lieber, Myers, Lidle, Padilla were racking up innings, but Wolf got hurt and the Phils needed a more reliable 5th starter than Tejada, Brito or Floyd to make a playoff run. Hmmmm, where to get pitching???






Tonight was the end of the Pat Burrell Era of Phillies baseball.













