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#12: The 2010 Phillies January 12, 2012

Posted by Sean in Burritos (and other awesome things), Sports (and other things relating to sports).
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As much of a dicktease as the 2011 playoffs were, 2010 was bigger.  It started off innocently enough, the team was reeling off two back-to-back pennants, and was the heavy favorite to win a third, especially so after trading for Roy Halladay, the best pitcher in baseball.  Even Opening Day showed promise, with an 11-1 pounding of the Washington Nationals, but at some point all the wheels fell off the wagon.  It seemed that everyone was injured.  We fell to second place.  Then, we fell back seven games.  All seemed lost.  But then suddenly the team got hot.  They won seven in a row, and then traded for the best available starting pitcher on the market, Roy Oswalt.  He had a rocky first start (breaking our win streak in the process), but after that he rattled off 7 straight wins to finish off the year.  By mid-August, the team had caught fire again and was now two games back of the hot, young Braves.  The Phillies retook first place on September 7th, and then took it for good four games later.  The Phillies brought back proper form in August-September, and went on to beat up competition again, and finished in first place by an astounding seven games.  All was right with the world.  The Phillies kept up the hot streak in the playoffs, including that one game, you know, that had a whole bunch of zeroes or something. Whatever.  And then they won the next two games to sweep the Reds.  Whatever, bring on the next sacrificial lamb, the juggernauts of the NL were doing their thing.

But then something went wrong.  As had been the trend lately, the hotter team heading into the playoffs went on the roll over their opponents.

Except this year, it wasn’t the Phillies.  It was the fucking San Francisco Giants.  I hated those guys.  They had that douchebeard Brian Wilson, that goddamn elf Cody Ross (who somehow managed to make his way from the Marlins to the Giants via waivers), turdface Aaron Rowand, and the overhyped Tim Lincecum.  The only redeeming qualities the Giants had were getting Pat Burrell his second ring, and that beautiful ballpark of theirs.  Grumble, grumble. Whatever, fuck the Giants.

Really, 2010 wasn’t meant to be.  That great three-month spell was a hell of streak, but 2010 just wasn’t our year.  But it was one heck of a year.  Perhaps, in fact, the most eventful one of recent memory.  So here’s to the awesome ride that was 2010.

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