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Mike Sweeney is the bee’s knees.
I really couldn’t start off a player profile on him without getting that out of my system first. That’s the tamest way to describe him. This guy… is a breath of fresh air that the Phillies desperately need right now. Remember back in 2008, when every member of the team looked happy to be there? That’s what we see in Mike Sweeney right now. Ever since the Phillies acquired him on August 5th to replace Ryan Howard at first base while Howard was on the 15-day disabled list, this guy has been all about helping the team advance.
“I’m not going to be Ryan Howard, but I’m going to give you my heart every single night.”
Sweeney said that after the first game he played with the Phillies. HOW CAN YOU NOT LIKE THIS GUY? We’ve dealt with Scott Rolen and Wes Helms, guys who didn’t want to be in Philadelphia and guys who may have contributed, but who didn’t play their hearts out like some other players. Sweeney is a class act. He wants to be here, he will do whatever he can to help the Phillies win, and he is just the sunshine of everyone’s life these days, it seems. The guy’s always smiling. He hit his first home run as a Phillie yesterday, and instead of slapping high-fives or bragging about it, he gave out hugs. I don’t know about you guys – well, if I follow you on Twitter, I do – but I was flipping my shit. This guy is the real deal. This guy is exactly what the Phillies need.
Numbers-wise, he is 10-for-42 so far in his time with the Phillies. He’s not a power-hitter, but you can bet that he will work his ass off to do something during an at-bat – wear out the pitcher, advance a runner, work out a walk, maybe even score a run. He doesn’t look lethargic standing in the batter’s box. Some people may say that emotions don’t play a part, but how could they not? When athletes are slumping, their attitudes change. It’s easy to see. Sweeney doesn’t have numbers like Howard or Utley, but you wouldn’t be able to tell that by talking to him. He’s excited about everything he does. He’s not a braggart. He just wants to do his best and help his team advance. By keeping the clubhouse positive and contributing in some way every single time he takes the field, there’s no doubt that he’s making a difference.
Oh, and by the way, during his post-game interview with Sarge yesterday, Sweeney said, “Every day I’m in that locker room… I look at my teammates’ eyes and I just want to fight with them. I never want to let those guys down.” If you don’t like this guy, you have no heart. End of story.
And, Sweeney? If you just so happen to be reading this (a girl can hope!), two things: 1) Let’s get married, and 2) Remember how after your first game with the Phillies, you called Brad Lidge “Lidgey”? Yeah, I call him that all the time. So, you and I? We’re soul mates. You know, if you believe in that kind of thing.
“It’s a great gift to be a Philadelphia Phillie.” -Mike Sweeney
Already loved by Fightins’ fans and popular Phillies bloggers everywhere for his neverending enthusiasm, fist-pumps, and strong-yet-tender man hugs, Sweeney endeared himself to the Phillies faithful even more today by hitting his first home run in a Phillies uniform. He hit a first-pitch fastball that landed just inside the left field foul pole in the top of the seventh to give the Phils a three-run lead and Cole Hamels some much deserved run support. Then he proceeded to hug everyone in the dugout, including the bat boys and a pistachio vendor who got lost on her way to the restroom.
@Rob_STC: Wow another first place team and no crowd. Sounds like you can hear tons of Phillies fans in San Diego.
@Phrontiersman: I really like Mat Latos. But I hope we knock him all over the field tonight.
@_C8Lin: Instead of getting called out on check swings, Ryan decides to not swing at all. Continue reading
There are times in a fan’s life when a player is loved so deeply, it transcends all possible trades and even sometimes rivalries. It happened way back when with Tug McGraw. I should suspect it will happen with Philadelphia’s beloved Simon Gagne, the Flyer who was once our longest-tenured athlete and now a part of the Tampa Bay Lightning. These players aren’t necessarily here the longest, nor may they be the most productive, but we love them still and that’s something I know I can’t just shake.
Of course there were other possibilities for this series’ Sexy Opponent, and Lord knows there was no shortage of ex-Phillies. But one was so near and dear to my heart – and sexy as all get out, to boot! – that it was just no competition. Sorry, Brett Myers, that little Anthrax-band-member-looking billy goat on your chin just didn’t cut it. Continue reading
By: Pat Gallen (@PatGallen_PN)
Holy shit, the Phillies are almost the Phillies again. And, by the way, I’m going to use this space to say things I wouldn’t normally say on the radio or on Phillies Nation. Like the word “shit” – sorry.
It’s been since May 21 since we’ve seen the real Phillies lineup written in calligraphy by Pete Mackanin. Jimmy Rollins, Placido Polanco, Chase Utley, Ryan Howard, Jayson Werth, Raul Ibanez, Shane Victorino, Carlos Ruiz has nary been witnessed this year, but it finally happened again. Before May 21, it was in place for the first week of the season, then, disbanded due to a myriad of injuries. For that one day in Boston it was together, and just like that, gone again – until yesterday.
A completely healthy (sorta) Phillies lineup was in action for the world to see. The same lineup that helped bring them a title in 2008 and a National League Pennant in 2009 (except for our man Placido Polanco, of course) stepped out onto the field. It’s a small victory within in the war that has been this season.
This topic may have been beaten like a dead horse lately, but it’s incredible where the Phillies sit with the jumblefuck of injuries they’ve endured. Really, Wilson Valdez has played over 80 games this season? Paul Hoover, Dane Sardinha, Brian Bocock, and Cody Ransom where once part of this team? And here they stand, in a playoff position, ready to strike for a division crown.
Charlie Manuel has stated time and again they aren’t looking at the Wild Card standings, but I call poppycock. They have to feel even more empowered knowing they are in the lead for the WC. The Braves can feel them breathing down their necks as August slowly creeps to an end.
So I ask you, fans of Chicks Dig the Long Ball, can they track down the Braves, sniff out their scent, hunt them through the woods, and put the bullet between their eyes by seasons end? That was graphic, but they’re shooting for them. And, finally, about as healthy as possible. It’s gonna be a hell of a September, no doubt. I say they do it. What say you?
And after last night’s 16-inning affair, can they leave that tough loss behind them and focus on the task at hand…kicking ass and taking names through the final 46 games.
The existence of this masterful creation (named by @SonOfADeitch, and thank you very much, sir) is due to a confluence of events. I had spent ages looking for an ice cream recipe worthy of Chooch, and hadn’t found anything that came close to his incredible, unmatched awesomeness. I had a pile of decent recipes, but no winners. I was growing desperate. Then last week, an angel from the heavens blessed us all. Continue reading