|By Zach Patterson||Friday, 24 Oct 2008|
What’s that you say? The World Series already started? Well it’s 1-1, so it’s basically back to being a 5 game series, so get off my back already. Besides, I was totally right on the last two series. Anyway, let’s do this. WORLD SERIES PHILADELPHIA PHILLIES VS. TAMPA BAY RAYS How they got here Phillies: Matt Stairs was not impressed with Jonathan Broxton. Rays: Feasted on the rotting innards of an injured Red Sox team, who almost beat them anyway. Matchup Since this has already started, here’s my analysis through two games: 1. The Rays offense has yet to impress me. It looks like they have come back to earth a bit, and if not for some terrible calls and bad plays yesterday, they’d be down 2-0. 2. The Phillies offense has yet to impress me. What the fuck guys, they don’t give you runs for getting a lot of guys on base and then calling it a day. Drive ‘em in, jerks. 3. The Rays are a good young ballclub, but they are not going to dominate this series
like every national pundit thinks. Their pitching has been much more hittable than advertised. 4. The key for the Phillies is taking care of business at home. And unlike the first 2 series, Moyer’s start has now become probably one of the biggest keys to the series. If grandpa can pitch this team like the Marlins and give us one more crafty performance, I think there’s a very good chance the Phils take it in 5. If they lose game 3, this could go 7 easy, and I like their chances a lot less. 5. Could the Rays have any worse of a ballpark for national television? The field looks like ratty carpet, the atmosphere looks like a minor league game, the lighting is dingy, and the idiot cowbell fans don’t help anything. Thank god the next 3 games are in Philly, at a real ballpark, with real fans. 6. Can someone please tell Fox that no one wants to listen to Joe Buck and Tim McCarver? I can’t take them anymore. My prediction I didn’t jinx them last time,
so I’m rolling the dice with fate again. Phils in 5, Moyer pitches the game of his life, Blanton gives a tough, sturdy start, and ending it all with a masterpiece by Hamels in front of the home crowd. Fuck the Rays, bring on the parade!