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I really want to focus on how awesome last night's game was, because it was so freaking awesome that I still feel like I dreamed it. The blown call, the constant chorus of boos, Mayberry making history, it all felt like it was from the end of one of those early 90s baseball movies like "Angels in the Outfield". Things were looking bad, they were totally going to blow it, but NO THEY WON EVERYBODY GO CRAZY YAAAAAY! And then Charlie adopts two street urchins and Christopher Lloyd reveals that he has a halo and a pair of angel wings in Michael Young's size.
But that was yesterday, and this is today, and sadly the Phillies version of that movie doesn't exist. (Though it should.) Today, Cole Hamels faces the Marlins after the Phillies have won three straight. The Phillies have to lose again sometime, but I'd rather it not be today. Cole Hamels doesn't deserve to be 1-10. Hell, he doesn't deserve to be 1-9, or 1-8, or 1-7, or... well, you get the picture. Give the man some run support, for the love of God.