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Phillies Semi-Weekly Report Card #3
Record since last Report Card: 3-3 Overall Record: 11-7 (1st in division) The injuries keep coming, and the Phils play another .500 week. J.A. Happ hit the DL this week, Placido Polanco missed a game after taking a pitch off … Continue reading
BSB Phillies Semi-Weekly Report Card #1
This will be the first installment of a new column here on the blog. Throughout the baseball season, we’ll post updates on the Phils and hand out grades for position players, starting pitchers, and the bullpen. The intent is to … Continue reading
I Just Don’t Get It
Why are the Phillies one of the very few teams not to skip a starter to get their ace another outing? It seems that they would be the most likely to do so for two reasons: They have a total … Continue reading
BSB Podcast: Final Four and Phillies
In the return of the BSB Podcast, Bry and Doogan talk about Saturday’s Final Four games and predict which of the four teams will cut down the nets on Monday night. They also delve into the Phillies a bit, talking … Continue reading
A Halladay Extravaganza
Wow, how can baseball–in December, no less–cause someone to experience, at least a little, of just about all emotions under the sun? In the past 48 hours, because of this trade, I have felt joy, sadness, bitterness, exuberance, fear, arrogance, … Continue reading
Halladay to Phils, Cliff Lee to Mariners
WOW!!!!! http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/news/story?id=4742072
Tell Me I’m Crazy
Okay, this one may even go too far, and I can’t believe I’m even going to try and argue for this one, but: Tell me I’m crazy, but the Phillies are probably better off, in the long-term, by not trading … Continue reading
Cimorelli’s Question of the Day
If you were Ruben Amaro, would you trade Cole Hamels for Roy Halladay?
Quick Pitch
Gotta say that if the Phils can land a Cy Young pitcher without giving up Drabek, Happ, Brown, Taylor, or Knapp, then that’s a steal, in my book. If they only have to give up Donald (not going to be … Continue reading