It’s 8:01PM on July 27th and Shane Victorino just cost the Phillies another run this season. At 30 years old, Victorino has probably played baseball for now 23 or 24 years. One of the first things that you are taught (after to stop picking grass and pretending that you are a pitcher while playing centerfield) is how to run the bases.
I’m not being negative about Shane, but taking a lead off of second base, looking down and almost being picked off is inexcusable. And, to make it worse, the next pitch was hit to the shortstop and Victorino was caught between second and third base.
Numerous times this year Victorino has been picked off or caught between the basepaths. I’m ok with him being aggressive on the basepaths, because that produces runs in the long run, but the costly mistakes of making the turn at first base on an infield hit, not paying attention when taking a lead and trying to stretch too many singles into doubles is costing this team runs. And right now, the Phillies need to score as many runs as they can.
Maybe, just maybe, they should tell him that it’s back to t-ball rules and he isn’t allowed to leave the base until the catcher has the ball. That’s it. Nothing more. JUST LEARN HOW TO RUN THE BASES!
Step aside Madden ‘10 and Gears of War, NBA 2K10 has taken it a step further this year.
Through research they’ve replicated the actual number of fans that show up for each team’s games. Check out the picture (with actual number of fans) of a recent Sixers game that I played… and don’t ask me how I got a 5 on none breakaway or why there’s no one on the bench.
I realize that Twitter can be overwhelming for most in 2010 (and by 2012 you’ll be ashamed that you ever doubted it), so I’ve taken it upon myself to help you out, delete the extra Twitter nonsense and just give you the TO & 85 full conversation.
In clearly what has been the biggest development in Philadelphia sports since it was discovered that Cliff Lee’s middle name started with a PH, Jayson Werth showed up to Spring Training today sporting a beard that would make any father proud and any mother cringe.
“Where does J Werth’s beard rank on the all time beard scale?” – you.
“I thought you’d never ask… let’s check out the beard scale from one to Abe Lincoln!” – me.
In honor (is that the right word here? am I really honoring the snow?) of Snowpocalypse ‘010- Volume 2, Spike and I braved the weather and made it into the studio today to run down the greatest PhillySportsPocalypse moments in the history of the Phillies, Flyers, Sixers and Eagles.
This must be from 2008
Uhoh… BREAKING NEWS… and this is disturbing.
What does a photo of Brad Lidge have to do with PhillySportsPocalypse?
This first video is just ok, but you’ll need to watch it to really understand the second one. So please, I’m begging you, don’t just skip to the second. To help you not skip to the second, I’m going to make you click “Continue Reading” to get to it. I’m only here to help… you can thank me later.
Ohhh Eddie. Just when you thought the Sixers history of coaches couldn’t get any worse, Eddie Jordan has surprised us all. I mean, Doug Moe, John Lucas, Johnny Davis, Randy Ayers and now Jordan.
We feel ya, Eddie.
We went into the season knowing the Sixers weren’t going to win the title, but they’d at least be respectable. They’d be an above .500 team, and with a little luck and some tough play out of Brand (not 100% last year), Iggy (their go-to guy), Thad (supurb freshman season) and Lou Williams (finally given the opportunity to start) they could grab the 4th or 5th seed (behind Cleveland, Boston, and the combination of Miami, Atlanta and/or Chicago). But instead, they’re at the bottom of the East with the lowly Nets (who have given the Sixers 3 of their wins).
Today’s Sports Monday on the Noise podcast was one for the books. What we had hoped was going to be a ProBowl preview edition* and another in the series of Eddie Jordan bashing podcasts, quickly turned into a heated discussion on the future of Donovan McNabb and a breakdown of the Philadelphia sports fan. This is not the one to skip over.
Is this one of those pictures that tells 1000 words?
As always, thanks for listening. And those other voices… that’s Spike and that’s Lee Russakoff.
Not sure this is what he signed up for when he requested the nickname of Slammin Sammy. (Note: I really, really want to thank Philly.com for this picture. If you haven’t been to Philly.com today you should get back in bed and rethink your daily process)
Anyone who knows me knows that Snow is not my nickname. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not related to someone that, at one point in their lives, may or may not have gone by the nickname ‘Snow.’
I got a message on Facebook a few months ago asking if I was related to Snow Johnson (picture as proof below). I was immediately intrigued and called my mom asking if my dad ever went by Snow Johnson. She denied it, but I couldn’t close the case that easily.
I urge you all, if and when you ever see my dad (another picture below), to call him Snow until he admits that it was his nickname. I asked him recently why he won’t admit to the name and he said that it would imply that he, at one point in his life, was known for doing coke. I disagree, I think it just meant that he made a mean snow angel, but Snow Angel Johnson sounded weak so he shortened it.
