Showing posts with label Philadelphia Phillies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philadelphia Phillies. Show all posts

Monday, May 31, 2010

Roy Halladay Joins the Immortals

Philadelphia Phillies starting pitcher Roy Halladay, center, celebrates with Carlos Ruiz, right, and Ryan Howard after Halladay threw a perfect game during a baseball game against the Florida Marlins, Saturday, May 29, 2010 in Miami. The Phillies defeated the Marlins 1-0. (AP Photo/Wilfredo Lee)There are now twenty perfect games pitched in the history of Major League Baseball, and Roy Halladay has the more recent one.

Dallas Braden had the last perfect game, less than a month ago. ESPN reports that:

• Oakland's Dallas Braden threw a perfect game on May 9. The only other season with two perfect games was 1880: Lee Richmond (June 12) and John Montgomery Ward (June 17).

• Of the 20 perfect games thrown in baseball history, three have come in the last two seasons.

• The Phillies are the fifth team to have had two perfect games in their history. Jim Bunning threw Philadelphia's other one on June 21, 1964 vs. the Mets.

Holy cow!

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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Don't Get Caught Stealing Signs


This old saw again?



The Philadelphia Phillies have won back-to-back NL pennants and were World Champions in 2008.
They have a talented roster, but is there more to their success than talent?
Major League Baseball issued a warning to the Phillies on Tuesday concerning accusations that bullpen coach Mick Billmeyer was stealing signs during Monday night’s game against the Colorado Rockies at Coors Field.
"We have looked at the video and talked to the Phillies about the actions of their bullpen coach,’’ a Major League Baseball official told


Stealing signs is as old as the game itself. You're not supposed to get caught. That's pretty much the entirety of this issue. Yes, it happens. No, you're not supposed to do it. When you get caught, ouch.

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Friday, April 16, 2010

What a Great Fan of the Game

College Football Fan FAIL

Oh, my:

A New Jersey man is facing charges after police say he intentionally vomited on an 11-year-old girl and her father in the stands during a Phillies game.

Twenty-one-year-old Matthew Clemmens, of Cherry Hill, N.J., was arraigned Friday on charges stemming from his behavior at Wednesday night's Phillies-Nationals game.

Police say Clemmens made himself vomit on an off-duty police captain and his daughter after a companion was kicked out for unruly behavior.

Easton police Capt. Michael Vangelo says he saw Clemmens put his fingers down his throat. Philadelphia police say Clemmens also punched Vangelo and vomited on an arresting officer.

Clemmens is in custody on charges including assault and harassment. Bail is $12,000. His listed phone number is disconnected.

Sounds like another winner. It's too bad that a handsome, up and coming young fellow like this has to get caught by Johnny Law having a harmless night out. Throwing up on someone else's kid is what nowadays? No biggie?

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Stealing Signs?

Sounds like the carping of a bunch of whiners:
The accusations of sign-stealing at Citizens Bank Park by the Phillies that resurfaced during the World Series yesterday are nothing new to the Mets. The Mets were so convinced in 2007 that the Phillies were using a center-field camera to steal signs they complained to Major League Baseball, whose subsequent investigation was deemed inconclusive. Without specifically saying so, the Yankees revived the accusations in their Game 4 victory Sunday by meeting frequently at the mound and having catcher Jorge Posada flash multiple signs even when no runners were on base. nd when ex-Phillies manager Larry Bowa reportedly said on Philadelphia's 97.5 The Fanatic that the Phillies were good at stealing signs, his former team -- specifically center fielder Shane Victorino -- had heard quite enough. Victorino erupted before Game 5.

So what?

Stealing signs is as old as baseball itself. If you can't overcome that, and take advantage of that, and engage in some deception, and persevere, then you don't deserve to win anything, now do you?

Cowboy up, Yankees. That's what Johnny Damon would say. He'd say "Cowboy Up." He probably wouldn't say "whine about how they're all big dumb meaney-heads."

How hard is it? Come on, Yankees. You've played this game a little while. Get used to it.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Where was that strike zone last night?

Here's a good example of some awful sports writing:
What if I told you the New York Yankees are ruining this World Series?

What if I said that Andy Pettitte has as many hits as Mark Teixeira?

Or that CC Sabathia has as many pitching wins as George Steinbrenner?

And yet, incredibly, the Yankees can close out this thing with a win Monday night. They can make the Philadelphia Phillies the ex-world champions. They can do what few, if any people predicted: beat the Phillies in phive.

That's how good these Yankees are. They improvise. Adapt. Overcome. Talk all you want about their $208 million payroll and their roll call of stars, but the Yankees are winning because of their hearts, not their bank accounts.

One night -- the first night of this World Series -- they were down 1-0. Now they're up 3-1 and on the brink of a long-awaited world title.

"That was sooooo awesome," gushed actress Kate Hudson as she walked toward the Yankees' clubhouse after Sunday evening's 7-4 victory.

Hudson and Alex Rodriguez are an item. But the real love affair is between Yankee fans and A-Rod's two-out, go-ahead RBI double in the top of the ninth off Phillies closer Brad Lidge. It was only his second hit of the series, but like his opposite-field home run of a night earlier, it was a crucial at-bat.

Who cares about Kate Hudson? Why is the girlfriend of one of the players even in this discussion?

How about telling it like it is--last night's game was stolen at home plate. The balls and strikes called last night elicited numerous double-takes from the players. A frustrated Jorge Posada went so far as to jaw about the balls and strikes called on him--and he went right back out there and caught for his own pitcher, no doubt knowing that he might have poisoned last night's relations with the home plate umpire. When catchers are complaining, something is wrong with the balls and strikes.

Fox Sports gets zero assistance and literally no useful analysis from Tim McCarver. Every time a close pitch registered as a strike on the graphic, McCarver was noticeably absent from proclaiming what most of us already knew--the game was called by an umpire who had a very questionable grasp on the strike zone last night.

Has sports writing degenerated this far? No one wants to talk about the game anymore when there are hotties in the stands? I love hotties. A little sports writing about sports now and then would be welcome.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

When Baseball Players Lie About Injuries

Lying about an injury that keeps you from playing isn't smart:

The Philadelphia Phillies said right-hander Brett Myers has changed his description of how he sustained an injury that forced him to miss his first scheduled rehab start.

The Phillies originally said Saturday that Myers injured an eye while playing catch with his 4-year-old son.

Later in the day, Phillies spokesman Kevin Gregg said Myers told general manager Ruben Amaro Jr. he actually slipped while getting out of his truck and hit his face on Friday night.

"Brett told us one story and then he told us this story," Gregg said. "We were misinformed by Brett.

"He slipped getting out of his truck last night, hit his face and suffered significant swelling around his eye."

Gregg said each version of the injury was reported by Myers to Amaro.

Myers, out since May 28 due to a torn labrum in his right hip, had been scheduled to pitch one inning for Class A Clearwater on Saturday night.

I'd be inclined to fire Mr. Myers, were I his employer. I do not countenance lying of any kind in my employees. I once deliberately walked around the office with a wide, ugly tie on. It had a picture of Daffy Duck on it. It was green, black, orange, and purple. It was hideous.

I would go up to my employees and ask them if they liked my tie. Anyone who lied to me, I fired them. The problem was, no one lied to me. They all told me they hated my tie, and that I was a jackass for wearing it. One employee called me a ridiculous old fart with a penchant for the ridiculous.

I miss the old days. My employees hated me, but it was that good kind of hate that gets things done in the workplace. Here's to Mr. Myers coming back to pitch well after being hit in the eye by a girl who thought he was looking down her shirt (which is what I suspect really happened).