So, in my continued efforts to be in different places that are not my apartment, or even my home state, for an alarmingly comprehensive period of time, I find myself in New Orleans, Louisiana. I've never been this far South, unless you count Disney Land. I will assume JoeCatz will forgive me if I don't.
A few observations: this is a lovely city, and much warmer than Chicago! It's almost as if there is some sort of global system of curved horizontal lines that can help me determine how hot a place will or won't be...if only I could put my finger on it! This is also a city that loves its food and its alcohol. In this way, it is rather similar to most cities, which is to say delightful. Finally, there is no love for the Braves around here.
And I guess, spatially, you wouldn't guess that there would be -- it's closer, I'm assuming to Tampa Bay or Miami. But the Braves are such a hegemonic fan base that I expected some Bravo love. Nope, nothing here besides Saints gear and LSU tee-shirts, and I couldn't be happier. Take that, Atlanta, you pompous blowhards; you're barely the tri-state area's team.
What does this have to do with a crucial series start against the Nats and the ever intimidating Jordan Zimmermann? Frankly very little. But the spirit of the Big Easy forced me to write about something a little less nailbiting than the Phillies' attempt to boldly get back to competitive in the NL East. You'll have to check in with me around my third Sazerac and 15th crawdad to find out how I feel about all that.
Discuss how withholding I am, as well as the Phils attempts to beat the Nats back into 2011 here.
#38 / Pitcher / Philadelphia Phillies
Aug 26, 1984
#27 / Pitcher / Washington Nationals
May 23, 1986
And most importantly....
#7 / Second Base / Philadelphia Phillies
Sep 16, 1982
Wait how'd that get there