The Baseball Season Has Ended

Show up at the next Phillies home game with a glove and they might let you play the outfield.

“I guess I’m going to stop following him.” Helaine’s words. Shane Victorino’s Twitter account. She’s not happy.

It’s been a tough year for Phillies fans. Let me use the proper sports term. The Phillies suck!

There are 70 games left in the season, but unless all the other teams in the NL East are in a tragic bus accident, the Phils are done. They’re 12 games under 500, 16 games behind.

There are so many teams ahead of them in the Wild Card chase it looks like the halftime line to the men’s room at an Eagles game!

Too hard? Did I work too hard to make that last line fit? Whatever.

This season we’ve suffered as the Phils have done everything in their power to lose. That should be enough. It’s not!

Today the Phils traded two starting outfielders, Shane Victorino (to the Dodgers) and Hunter Pence (to the Giants). Victorino and Pence are legitimate baseball stars. Gone. They’re already telling their new fans how excited they are.

Show up at the next Phillies home game with a glove and they might let you play the outfield.

The trading deadline ended at 4:00 PM. The pain will linger.

This type of payroll offloading is common. It still stings. You hope your team will be playing for something through September. We didn’t make it through July!

Very Connected With My Blackberry

It is effortless as an email handler and its web browser is so vastly superior to the one on my earlier Samsung Blackjack with Windows 6 it’s criminal!

Helaine and I went to the JDRF Gala tonight. I was the emcee. More on that later.

Before we left we had the Phils/Mets game on. Good game and, of course, Helaine is a rabid Phillies fan. We continued listening in the car.

“Who is that guy? He’s awful.” Helaine was hearing a new Mets announcer for the first time. So much access now. There’s less reason to listen on the radio.

We got to the Gala. No TV. I pulled out my BlackBerry and hit the Phillies logo icon. My screen was updated every 15 seconds. There was a reasonably steady stream of text enumerated the action pitch-by-pitch. Text only. No video or audio.

This is nuts, right? Can’t we miss the end of an early season game? Obviously, no.

A few minutes later I got some text via BlackBerry’s messenger. It was Erik wishing the Phils luck and then predicting Shane Victorino would win the game for the Phillies.

He did!

This BlackBerry is magical. Stef told me before she got hers, but I took a long time to catch on. It is effortless as an email handler and its web browser is so vastly superior to the one on my earlier Samsung Blackjack with Windows 6 it’s criminal! I see people with iPhone’s and wonder how the experience could possibly be better than what I have?

People who purposely wander from the web often chide me for being too connected. They equate being in the digital cloud with work. No! My phone is a tool I use to my advantage. I understand why it is call “Crackberry.”