In the seven-game homestand leading up to Monday night’s Phillies lovefest (aka the annual Phillies Phestival), the Phils went a mediocre 3-4, mustering a mere five runs in the four losses. Yet we all came out Monday and dutifully waited in line for autographs and photos with our favorite Phillies, and no one beat any of the players over the head with a bat (though plenty of bats could be seen among the crowd, ostensibly to be signed).
Yet how has our support been rewarded? The Phils have been shut out two nights in a row by the (ugh!) New York Mets.
**UPDATE** make that three in a row (she types with a shudder).
The Phillies have now lost four in a row, three of them shutouts!
**UPDATE** five in a row, four of them shutouts (feeling apoplectic at the moment)
Someone please wake up this dormant offense! Preferably before tonight’s game! I want to see somebody on fire!
Not literally. Just figuratively speaking.
Speaking of the (ugh!) Mets, could someone explain what is up with freakin’ Rod Barajas? During his single season with the Phils in 2007, he left a less than indelible impression upon the Phaithful. If one were to think of the 2007 team as a single entity, Barajas would have been the superfluous third nipple.
Yet with the 2010 (ugh!) Mets, Barajas has gone 8 for 15 against the Phils, with 3 homeruns and 8 RBIs.
I hate when this happens.
And no, I can’t write the word “Mets” without writing “(ugh!)” first (except in this sentence for the purpose of explanation).