October 2010. Red October. The month when Phillies fans expected the team to go deep into the playoffs, and hopefully reach its 3rd straight World Series appearance. It certainly seemed as if the Phillies were headed that way. The first game of the playoffs for the team was a history making no hitter pitched by Roy Halladay. That series ended with the Phillies sweeping the Cincinatti Reds and winning the NLDS. As Halladay said, things were getting a whole lot funner.
With a win over the Nationals last night, the Philadelphia Phillies clinched the NL East title for the fourth year in a row. October baseball once again. It's a celebration, bitches.
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In my ecstasy that was the return of football, I have neglected to write about my beloved Phillies. I am have no excuse. I will try harder. Part of the reason for my silence is the fact that I don't have much that can be put into more than a very few words. I'm excited. The Phillies are yet again rocking in September. Cole Hamels seems to be back to 2008 World Series form. It all seems to have finally come together.
What you may have missed while boozing and eating yourself into a coma after the holiday weekend:
-After splitting yesterday's double header with the Marlins, the Phillies are a mere half game behind the Braves. Bring it!
-Matt Leinart was dropped on Saturday by the Cardinals for whining like a baby. Then he was picked up by the Texans. Does anyone care? Didn't want to be a backup in Arizona so is the 3rd in line for Houston. Good job there, Matt.
Last Monday, the Philadelphia Phillies turned out to strut their stuff to help teammate Shane Victorino's charity, the Shane Victorino Foundation. So many athletes are built like models--tall and lean--so a turn at modeling is a natural progression. I especially love seeing handsome athletes know how to work their style out of uniform. I've selected some of my favorite looks from the Phillies on the runway from the event. A great cause and a fun look at some of my favorite athletes off of the baseball field. I am sure my invitation was lost in the mail.