Weakened At The Knees

Following season ending losses, that are at all times devastating, I find it cliche and monotonous to harp on what should of and what could of happened. To create a very shortlist I will say that there was no reason for Ryan Madson to pitch two innings when Jose Contreras was pitching as well as he was, Mike Sweeney would have been a better fit for a sac fly when pinch hitter Ben Fransisco stranded Raul Ibanez at third with one out in the sixth, and Greg Gross needs to be replaced by a Little League coach that will tell Ryan Howard to swing at anything close with two strikes; waste it or drive it. See but no matter what I say the World Series will not start in Philadelphia next week. We will need to wait until April to see red pinstripes play in a game that counts, and will proceed to drool over a long off season that will hopefully provide some exciting relief to an alarming end to another pennant run. Like many others I have made the Phillies my go to source of entertainment, and handed them the power to dictate my mood from night to night. With that I am left with nothing to say at all. The Giants beat us, they pitched better, hit better, and were managed better. Saturday night was far from just another day at the ball park for our beloved Phillies, and when they left, our dynasty case was weakened at the knees.

JD