I remember Jim Bunning’s Perfect Game in 1964. The footnote to that one is, Tony Taylor saved it…..he made a spectacular play at second base that made it possible. Moral: You don’t have a perfect game without the 8 other guys. They need to be perfect, too. And they need to supply at least one run. So in Halliday’s magnificent performance, they did the least. We’ll take it.
Ever since binocular-gate, the Phillies’ offense has fucking died (died). The Hated Mets shut them down 3 straight times, and they’ve scored marginally since. Stoner Werth has barely remembered which end of the bat to hold, Chutley has perfected his Blind Tommy Herr act, and Howard has transmogrified into a stockier Von Hayes. Have you noticed?
Today they lost 1-0. Too bad Jamie Fossil wasn’t perfect, huh. Then he could have left with a no decision.
Tomorrow’s Memorial Day. Hang your flags and mourn the offense, dead as the Confederacy, and less remembered. The Hell?