Sep 28, 2007 23:58
One of the best games I've had the honor of watching. 8 beautiful innings, 13 Ks... damn. A handful of hits, one jam, 20 first pitch strikes, great mix of curves, change-ups and fastballs; Cole Hamels, I love you. Can I be your dirty mistress? Please?Haha. I'm so inappropriate. Seriously, my guys have the juices going, the baseball antennae kicking and alert like they haven't been since... last year, when they were so close. And lost. And the year before, when the same thing happened. Ignoring that, the past two weeks have easily been some of the best, craziest, most spectacular, joygasm-inducing baseball I've ever seen. Thank you, boys. I love you even more for that.
The next two days will be crazy, intense, stress-inducing, nail-biting days. I can't wait.
Jimmy Rollins-2007 MVP. [Sorry, Sarah. I don't deny Cecil, oops, I mean Prince, deserves consideration, but I don't think he can quite match up to Jimmy this year. And I'm not even going to use the 'make the play-offs or not argument, because 1) I'd be a hypocrite- see Ryan Howard, 2006. 2) I don't think it's a good reason anyway]
I'm done. Ecstatic.
phillies,
my boys,
mcbaseball