I get really excited every time that Roy Oswalt looks like Roy Oswalt.  Fastball velocity, check.  Change-up command, check.  Swings and misses on his fastball, check.  If tonight is any indication, Oswalt will be the number four starter in the playoff rotation.  Lets just sit back and think about that.  Oswalt has a career record of 157-92, has won an ERA title, led the league in wins and has won twenty games twice.  He is the fucking number four starter.   (more…)

Lets take some time to review the scoring in this game.  Shane Victorino hit a lead off double followed by an RBI single from Placido Polanco.

That was it.  That was the only run scored in this baseball game.   (more…)

• You know it had to be some sort of exciting Phillies win when Zolecki is writing mostly one-sentence paragraphs.
• Also celebrating tonight is the guy who writes the headlines for the Phillies website and memorabilia.  His job is basically done for the next two years, as he’s lucky enough that “four” and “five” both start with F’s, and can therefore be turned into “Phour” and “Phive,” making them the most celebratory general phonics errors in the history of the English language.
• Scott Franzke loves to mention what’s currently happening with the dugout.  He tends to explain that “…they stream out of the dugout,” after J-Roll’s Game 5 walkoff double against the Dodgers and Roy’s perfect game.  Tonight they merely came “…rushing out of the dugout.”  I guess they were too used to it to “stream.”
• Did you see how bored they all looked twisting the tops off the champagne?  ”*Yawn* All right, let’s soak each other with booze and then I’ve got to go read to my kids.”
• The cameras were much more liberal about who was on screen.  I was getting multiple of views of guys like Jamie Moyer and Greg Dobbs, who so rarely get screen time anymore you wonder if they’re trapped in a subterranean labyrinth somewhere.  Of course, I’m always assuming that because I have this recurring daymare about subterranean labyrinths and being chased by a minotaur–you know what, NL East champs.  Never mind.

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