Tuesday, October 28, 2008

To Philly And Back (And Back Again)

I feel like I'm in purgatory here, stuck in between the heavenly possibility of winning the World Series and the hellish thought of losing it. Last night the Phils and the Rays came out to play, but the rain had another idea. Boyfriend and I came out to play too. We left work early and started driving up I-95. When we started hitting traffic up towards Baltimore, we decided that it was BWI or bust. So we hopped on an Amtrak train at the BWI station and went up to Philly for what we thought may be the best baseball game of our lives. The adventure was fun--don't get me wrong--we went to the neighborhood bar of Boyfriend's college roommate, surrounded by Phils fans cheering, clapping, screaming. There are Phillies fans down here in DC, but it's not the same. But by the 6th when it was confirmed that the game would indeed be suspended, we left in the freezing rain, spent a few hours sleeping at Roommate's house, woke up at 4am, caught the 4:55 Amtrak back to DC and went right back to work. I don't know if I can do it again tonight, but I don't think they are going to play tonight. Several sports writers don't think we should have even played at all last night (Phil Sheridan: "In October, the game went on. And Major League Baseball should be ashamed for allowing its most important game of the year to deteriorate into an embarrassing mess because of slavish obedience to its pimp, the Fox Television Network.")

But that's what so frustrating and leaves me concerned: what is going to happen now? Do we start the game in Philly tonight or tomorrow from where we left off in the bottom of the 6th? Do we start the whole thing over in Philly tonight or tomorrow, meaning we've potentially blown our ace pitcher for a game that didn't count? Do we go to Tampa as scheduled and play the two games there until the weather lets up in Philly and then go back for a make-up, if necessary? Even though we can't change what has already happened, each possibility kind of sucks. I want to keep up our momentum and keep it up at home. But a 3-inning game seems...weird. And starting over, like I said, means we've wasted Cole Hamels. The whole situation is riddled with the What-Ifs that Philadelphia sports fans live with forever.

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