Close only counts...
As the game was winding down in the 9th and we were walking out to the parking lot I thought to myself, what a game... another 10-run output and with the scored tied up in LA they could have a share of the lead in this wild card race with just over a month to go. But close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades (as the saying goes)... as SD finished off Arizona they quickly leapfrogged Philadelphia and Cincinnati (who lost in 16 innings on a walk off) into first place in the NL wild Card. And so it seems just like last year, its not only gonna come down to what the Phillies do in their last game but what everyone else does in theres as well. I can remember that same feeling last year, walking out of the RFK parking lot to my car after the phils just handled the Nats and just hoping the Cubbies could pull through against the Astros. I got in my car turned on the radio only to hear that Brad Lidge had blown the save opportunity for the Stros and the phils were just 1 game out with 1 game left. The next day I was glued to the TV set watching the Cubs, down by 1 in the 9th with two men in scoring position praying that this wouldn't be another season that the phils came ohhh so close to making the playoffs... but of course, those sub-par Cubs couldn't pull through for the second day in a row as the last out was made on a line drive to second base and just like that... the Phils were done. So we sit here again... waiting... watching... just assuming the worst as the Phils keep winning and everyone else keeps winning (or losing just enough to keep them a game out) but we can't help but have that stupid Philly pride that matters more than our jobs or sometimes our families and keeps us watching the internet or the bottom line every night... just to see if those Phils can pull through... the calendar ticks on... and we await our punishment that leaves us finishing the year saying "well... there's always next year... better be f*cking next year"




