Let’s Get to the Bottom of this Papelbon Thing
The point is, all I (we?) need to see is an unfathomably terrific season from Papelbon and this all gets wiped away.
It has become painfully apparent that the Phillies just aren’t good enough for awards this year, which obviously also means that aren’t good at all.
Raul Ibanez Successfully Enters Baseball Hall of Fame
Expensive stuff out on display or behind one pitifully underwhelming sheet of glass? Do you know how easy it is for a demented preteen to throw himself through one of those? He doesn’t even have to concentrate that hard, or do it on purpose, if he’s horrendously awkward enough.
Look, Cole could never leave Philadelphia. Even if he wanted to. Because we would stop him. With love. Nothing sinister. Like I seem to be implying.
The decision and the days leading up to it seem to have stunned Vance into silence, as he has not tweeted since November 13.
So Sandberg will coach the shit out of the Ironpigs and then, one day, maybe fate will be a little kinder.
Pat Gillick and a Cuban Sandwich
He grumbles and mumbles something about George Bell before closing his computer and meeting the man who heretofore has existed only as a viral Youtube video. “Do you like sandwiches?” Gillick says through an interpreter to kick off the workout.




