Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Deja Vu All Over Again
Wow! I must admit, I thought the series was tied. I was thinking that Cole has to win on Wednesday and then we will have a good chance with Cliff Lee on Friday. Then it happened. The indomitable Jonathan Broxton met his kryptonite again. Matt Stairs came lumbering up to the plate and drew a walk. Then Ruiz got hit. After a measly Greg Dobb's line out, Jimmy Rollins defied the odds and ripped a 99mph fastball into the gap for a game winning double. In an eerily similar scene to game 4 of 2008, Jon Broxton shuffled his meaty, child bearing ass back to the dugout as the loser again.
I remember game 4 last year like it was yesterday. Before the game, I was just a die hard Phillies fan without a real cause. Without a true love. The Phils had taken a 2-0 lead in the series only to drop the next game, and in the 8th inning of game 4 it wasn't looking good. I was preparing for game 5 with the series tied, when Shane Victorino hit a game tying two run shot. Then a few batters later, I saw god. With the game in the balance, Matt Stairs stepped in and showed then set up man Jonathan Broxton what it means to be a man by ripping one into the night. Way outta here. I'm not sure, but I think Broxton had pee dripping down his leg and was crying after the exchange. Of course the Phils went on to win the game, and the series on their way to a World Series title.
This year, different park, different situation, same ending. Broxton, now the closer, appeared to be cruising. He got Werth on a fly out to finish the 8th, and Ibanez on a ground out to start the 9th. Phillies fans would be lying to you if they weren't thinking that the series was returning to L.A. at this point. Then that man came to the plate again. Immediately the 6 foot 5 inch, 290 (on a good day) pound Broxton began to resemble someone more like this. I've never seen 4 more timid pitches to Stairs. Walk. Next batter, Ruiz gets hit. Wow. Up comes Dobbs and fists one (becoming commonplace in these playoffs) to third. Two out. Still very worried as J-Roll strides up to the plate. He has not had what you would call a standout playoff series.
Then it happened again. Phillies win, Broxton waddles that tank ass off the mound, and the Phillies turn what looked like a tied series into a 3-1 stranglehold. It was Deja vu all over again. Absolutely insane.