It's time to say goodbye. It's been wonderful writing largely for myself, my two dogs and the two remaining readers I know about. I won't take the blog down because, who knows, I might have something I absolutely, positively have to get off my chest some day, but as this dismal season winds down my already flagging enthusiasm hangs there limply with nary a breeze to whip it up.
With Jimmy, Chase and Cole gone there really isn't anyone to write about any longer. Ryan Howard sailed over the edge of the earth a few years ago. With Rube gone now there's no one to complain about unless I wanted to waste my time on the likes of Dom Brown.
The Phils resisted rebuilding too long and now they've done such a complete dismantling of the franchise on and off the field there isn't going to be much to get excited (or over-excited) about for years to come.
I think I'll root for the Albuquerque Isotopes for a while.
Thursday, September 03, 2015
If we still need proof that winning in baseball is still about pitching take a look at the Dodgers. They are starting Jimmy Rollins and Chase Utley up the middle and just swept the Giants, winning the last two games 2-1 each behind Zack Greinke and Clayton Kershaw.