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Live every day as if it were your last! Well, that'd be kind of depressing. Live every day as if it were your first! Aside from the deep naivete and squishy, vulnerability of your skull, this sounds more reasonable. I'll admit, I took the inspiration for this game thread from the fact that today is indeed my birthday, but there's something that can be said for the metaphor of rebirth vis-a-vis the Phillies as well. At least after what was a frustrating and ultimately deflating affair last night.
Puritan minister Jonathan Edwards supposed that the world was destroyed and recreated anew every night by God -- the utmost kind of contingency and the utmost kind of forgetfulness. One hopes the Phillies, regardless of creed, can take the secular meaning of Edwards' claim to heart here: just forget about it and move on. New day, new opportunities. Go 'head like it's your birthday.
The lucky thing is that they don't have to face Adam Wainwright tonight; the bad news is that they get to face a resurgent Jaime Garcia, who is sporting a healthy elbow and a 1.86 ERA. Is it me, or do good Cardinals players just kind of grow on trees? You'd think the Phillies would want to emulate whatever they're doing. You'd think. Anyway, Roy Halladay is on the hill, and if there's any one of us who through sheer fury and determination could destroy and recreate the baseball world we find ourselves living in, it's Doc.
Discuss the theogeny of Roy and how good it is that I have made it through another year (oh, and baseball!) below.