Watched An Education recently. Wondered what Band of Outsiders would’ve been like with a happy ending.
Author: J T. Ramsay
Ain’t No Cure for the Summertime Brews
As I watch the Phils wrap up a come from behind win against the hapless Astros, I can’t help but think about what I’ll be drinking this summer. It ain’t easy being a Pennsylvanian!
Summer beers I like include:
- Troegs Sunshine Pils
- Victory Prima Pils
- Philadelphia Brewing Co. Rowhouse Red (or Fleur de Lehigh)
- Sly Fox Pikeland Pils
- Oskar Blues Dale’s Pale Ale
It’s nigh impossible to choose one as my favorite summer session ale. I know what you’re thinking: first world problems, dude. But it’s one of those things where you like to have a dependable go-to when you reach for a beer in your fridge or cooler, you know? I’ve been partial to Sly Fox, since I love the cans, but now Oskar Blues has Dale’s Pale in our market. I also love the refreshing taste of the Troegs and Victory selections. I must admit a waning appreciation for PBC beers; I just don’t think they live up to the quality of comparable craft beers. What’s your favorite? Feel free to sound off in the comments.
An aside: was the session beer movement just a figment of Lew’s imagination? Friends of mine who homebrew said they’d heard that everyone was going big — very big — just as the economy started tanking. Made sense to me, but as someone who’s trying to wean himself off of those humungo beers, I’d like to think some brewers haven’t abandoned it altogether.
The Presidential Pitch
This was just my second Opening Day game, and, boy, was it a doozy.
See that guy standing alone on the mound? Yeah, that’s President Barack Obama! I snapped it from our seats along the third base line, courtesy of former Nationals right fielder Elijah Dukes!
I never thought I’d attend another Opening Day game after my experience back in ’06. The game was terrible. The weather was worse. Want to know how to fix that? Play against the Nationals instead of the Cards!
Yes, the lowly Nationals were the perfect match for the Phils, surrending 11 runs, including a grand slam to our new minted third baseman Placido Polanco. Welcome back! Halladay didn’t disappoint either, turning in a solid start after a shaky first inning.
It was a really special day for me and my family. I’m thrilled that we got the chance to see a bonafide Opening Day game.
Opening Day 2010
Is there anything more exciting than Opening Day? Depends, I guess. Last time I went, the Phils were shelled by a Cardinals assault led by Albert Pujols. Pujols bounced a ball off the scoreboard in left on a dreary, cold afternoon at Citizen’s Bank Park. Pretty sure he broke a light or two.
Things quickly got out of hand. We sat in the 200 level in right, where a group of drunken students started fights and were puking all over each other. It got so bad they shut down the concessions. It sucked. We suffered through a few more innings and headed home.
We caught their last home game that year, a disappointing loss in a makeup game to the Astros. How things have changed since.
I’m thrilled to be joined on this Opening Day by my family to see the President throw out the first pitch and watch Roy Halladay’s Phillies debut. Here’s to a great 2010 season!
Get Ready for the 2010 Phillies
As my two favorite Phillies blogs, Beerleaguer and the Fightins, vie for the title of best Phillies blog over at the Phield, I look forward to Monday’s Opening Day game against the Nationals, with tickets courtesy of former Nationals right fielder Elijah Dukes. (Thanks, dude! I hope you find a team soon!)
This is our third year as season ticket holders and the first that I’m genuinely nervous about how the season will end. Maybe it’s the feeling anyone has when their team gets that close to winning back-to-back championships and loses. Fear creeps in. Doubt, too. Somehow, despite the fact the Phillies traded for a pitcher who’s arguably the best in baseball last December, I can’t help but wonder how Roy Halladay will be able to fix the Phillies when he can only take the field every fifth day.
With our thin pitching staff already being tested by injuries, I can’t help but wonder if this is the year our fantastic Phils finally fall apart. Part of that is a lifetime of Phillies pessimism talking, but it’s also the realization that it’s very difficult to field a team as consistently great as the Phillies have these past two years without setbacks like this. On the other hand, it’s April, and the Phillies tend to start slowly and gain momentum as the season progresses. After all, it’s a marathon, not a sprint. There’s plenty of time to beat up on the NL East to secure a playoff berth.
I also feel like this is the first year that the end is in sight. Werth a Yankee? Perish the thought, but it might happen. Trade Howard? After years of threatening, this could become a reality if the Phils aren’t willing to pick up his contract. The end of Jimmy Rollins’ reign as Phillies shortstop looms. Will the legacy of the ’08 Phillies be like that of the ’80 Phils, with Chase Utley as the new Mike Schmidt, the last man standing from the team’s glory days, a Hall of Famer surrounded by also-rans and unproven rookies?
It’s familiar to me as someone who was only 3 when the Phils won in ’80. I spent the bulk of my childhood hating the loathsome Phillies, even going so far as to resent their ragtag run in ’93. The Phillies were so bad I chose to follow a team that was even worse: the Cleveland Indians! By ’95, I’d given up on the Tribe and found myself rooting for a Phillies team led by guys like Kevins Sefcik and Stocker. I vividly remember parsing the Schilling trade, hoping that somehow a guy like Omar Daal might be the answer to the Phils pitching woes. (He wasn’t.) Must my infant son endure the hardship of being a Phillies fan just as I had before him? Seems likely.
My wish for the 2010 Phillies is that they win the World Series and enter the pantheon of great teams. They’re probably already there, but to win a third consecutive National League pennant would be a thing of beauty. To be mentioned in the same breath as the Big Red Machine is already dizzying, but to surpass them would be magical.
So while I’m overcome with nostalgia for the past two wonderful seasons, my hope is that the Phils enjoy continued success and stay competitive. We won’t always be there in October. It could be worse, much worse. We could be Mets fans!
Let’s go Phillies!
