Saturday, September 29, 2007

Sweet Fancy Moses — The Phillies Are The Fucking Truth

All we can say, really, is: Go Phils. Go Phils. Go Phils.
Somehow, it was the Phillies who had a chance to become one of those teams that people talk about for years, for decades, for centuries.

"I know that," said closer Brett Myers on Friday. "And it gives me chills to think about it. I mean, not to sound like a wimp or anything, but just seeing the fans and the way the town is lighting up, it makes you tear up, man, I mean with happiness. It's just really cool to see this happen."
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"This is the best team I've been on. I know that," said Myers. "I know the past couple of years, we've come close. But -- and I mean no disrespect to the guys who used to play here -- it's just that now, as a unit, we're a better team. Our mentality, the way we go out there and attack the game, is: just have fun. There's no pressure. Nobody has to be a hero. We feel like you're going to be a hero if you go out and play relaxed.


"Hey, I know there's pressure, man. But we just take it as, let's just go out there and have fun, and see what we can make of this."


Huh? See what they can make of this? Heck, they can probably barely even comprehend what they have a chance to make of this.


They can make an indelible mark on baseball history, for one thing. But that's not all.


More important, at least for that town they play in, they can make a whole lot of ghosts disappear -- the ghosts of all those seasons that ended just the opposite of this one: The ghosts of 2003. And 2005. And 2006. And, especially, 1964.


In 1964, the Phillies were the team on the wrong end of the Greatest Collapse in History. Now, 43 years later, they could be just a win or two away from being the team on the right end of somebody else's Greatest Collapse in History.


In Philadelphia, life is not supposed to work like this. Everybody knows that. But apparently, this team never got that memo.
Word, broseph. Word.

Come on Phillies. J-Rock. Chase. RyHo. Patrick. Face. Gooch. The Natural. Los. Victorino. J-Dubbs. Cole. Brett. Flash. Cooler Pants. JC. Adam. Jamie. Et al.

Every single one of you.

Do it for your city, man. Do it for your goddamned city.

Godspeed.

PS - We fucking LOVE you.

Related:
Phillies finally on the right side of history [ESPN]

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