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Posts Tagged ‘2010 NLCS’

Oct
22
2010
Posted by at 1:45 pm ET 65 Comments

Hey, you guys wanna feel better about yourselves by laughing at the misfortune of others?

Good, me too.

Up first is Sergio Romo falling because I could watch this guy fall all day and with this new .gif technology we’ve incorporated into our site you are now able to do just that:

Do Giants fans understand the concept of a sweep? Doesn’t look that way:

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Oct
22
2010
Posted by at 9:17 am ET 61 Comments

One of the more entertaining subplots to last night’s 4-2 THRILLER in San Francisco was the verbal spat that occurred after Roy Halladay struck Pat Burrell out to end of the first inning.

It was during the bottom half of the first and the Giants had already taken a 1-0 lead on a fielding gaffe by Chase Utley when Pat stood in against our horse with Buster Posey on first base and two down. Roy made quick work of Burrell, and struck him out looking with a nasty cutter on the inside half of the plate to retire the side and minimize the damage. But Pat was obviously perturbed, and so he took exception to homeplate umpire Jeff Nelson’s called strike three by telling him about it as the Phillies headed back to their dugout.

Well, Roy Halladay was none too please and stared down Burrell the whole time. That’s when Pat decided to not-so-politely ask Roy what he was looking at. (.gif’d by @dhm):

Possibly motivated the rest of the way by pure Giants hatred, Roy not only stayed in the game nursing a sore groin, but dominated those Frisco hitters with quite possibly his worst stuff of the season.

LESSON A: DON’T MAKE ROY ANGRY.

And that stare is just menacing, folks:

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Oct
18
2010
Posted by at 6:08 pm ET 37 Comments

Well that was awfully nice of you, sir. Thanks.

(Double barrel salute to Brian for sending in the screengrab)

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Oct
18
2010
Posted by at 1:45 pm ET 54 Comments

(the GAINTS bout to git CLAPT UP 4 RELL)

Perhaps my favorite reaction after Roy Oswalt completely ignored the stop sign of Sam Perlozzo and trotted home from second in the bottom of the seventh last night was that of Shane Victorino.

(Watch from every angle and listen to every call of the play HERE)

After Oswalt slid safely into home, Shane stood at the top of the dugout with his mouthpiece halfway sticking out and gave him a standing ovation. So we .gifted it and placed it after the jump for your entertainment. Enjoy.

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Oct
18
2010
Posted by at 8:36 am ET 134 Comments

What happens when you start tailgating at eight in the morning for a one o’clock Eagles game and then head back out into the parking lot to drink some more before heading up to Section 427 to take in an NLCS Phillies night game?

Fights.

UPDATE: Some eyewitnesses chime in on the comments and give backstory. Sic’d like a mutherfucker:

i was sitting 427 row 11…this all started when one troll looking girl stole a guys rally towel then later turned around and started cursing him out, everyone booed her and she eventually just walked away…then her drunk little boyfriend stayed, and started getting in the face of the guy and a few girls who werent involved to begin with..then he smacked one of the girls in the face and thats when the kid in the howard jersey jumped down two rows and got into his face and eventually fought

the dad and his daughter stood next to our row during this, he really did a good job keeping her out of it..i could hear you guys screaming YO DAD cause you had seats for him, but we were told they got relocated to another section

So there you have it. Another commenter recognized the kid in the Howard jersey from the Eagles game and said he was drunk by one o’clock, so I pretty much nailed it. See how good I am at drawing obvious conclusions? Way to go, me.

(Thanks to The Fightins reader Tom who captured this gem last night)

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Oct
18
2010
Posted by at 8:28 am ET 23 Comments

Remember when we’d have to watch the news closely for funny stuff happening in the background? Well, apparently nowadays the local news is just content to make the goofy stuff in the background the main story. (Maybe it’s in the wake of the “Fucking Amazing” post-Flyers interview earlier this year.) Above, a bartender shakes her ass for the camera at around midnight last night.

This is way more informative than what’s usually on Fox 29, and is way more interesting now that Kerri-Lee Halkett is leaving.

Oct
15
2010
Posted by at 5:08 pm ET 51 Comments

Hello, Philly. I’d rather have my balls waxed with a Yankee fucking Candle and 700-grit sandpaper by fucking Dallas Green than do this, but a guy needs to make a fucking living and Matt Macchio here offered me some decent scratch and 50 Cambodian greenies to do this preview, so fuck it.

Let’s start by saying this: These two teams are here by default. The National League this season looked like the fucking volunteer table at a breast cancer walk. The fucking joke of a team I coached should’ve sold its titty milk to San Fernando Valley soccer moms. The Phillies were a fucking physical wreck all season and no one could catch them. Katy Perry’s rack hits her in the face when she jogs with more consistency than the fucking Giants do. Aubrey Fucking Huff is your offensive leader? Jesus H Christ.

So, who will win the series you ask? Well, I’m going with the Phillies in 6. Why? Because I called J-Roll the other night and fucking ripped him a new asshole for turning into Ivan DeJesus this year. I could tell he needed a fucking pep talk, and I delivered it. So if he has a sliver of fucking balls left in his heart, he’s going to put aside this pansy-ass sore leg bullshit and show the fuck up. And when he’s swinging his cock around like Brett Favre in front of his Droid, that team can’t be beat.

The pitching you ask? What the fuck do you want me to say? That if I had Halladay, Hamels and Oswalt I would’ve won 120 games and had so many fucking World Series rings that I’d have had one fitted for my cock by now? Because I would have. The Giants have some quality guys, including that fucking pothead. But come on. We started Vicente Padilla on Opening Day, and the Padres were trying to win in September with the Flyin’ Fucking Hairston brothers clogging the clubhouse shower with their twat hairs. Please, assholes.

Anyway, I’m thinking about taking a managerial gig in Japan next year. Ichiro used to call me Hetakuso, which I think means Baseball Master in Japanese. Fuck this noise. At least I know Padilla can’t fucking follow me there. He and Wheels are fucking banned after they took that winter trip there with lollipops and Little Boy Blue costumes.

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Oct
15
2010
Posted by at 3:27 pm ET 38 Comments

Word just game down from Dom Brown himself, and as Matt Gelb tweeted first:

Dom Brown is IN for the NLCS and Greg Dobbs is OUT.

Nice.

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Oct
15
2010
Posted by at 2:17 pm ET 54 Comments

(Simpler times, when Pat Burrell would show young boy scouts his wood. GETTY IMAGES!)

DECEIVING HEADLINE!

It is true though. Pat Burrell’s San Francisco Giants teammates asked the former Phillies LF for some advice to give the family members who DARE come to Philadelphia to cheer on their father/husband/sibling/cousin at CBP this weekend (via some magazine that used to be relevant when I was younger*:

“Go tell your family to buy an Utley jersey. Don’t wear ours.”

Although it is good advice to wear an Utley jersey like it’s camouflage when attending a game in Philly, Pat should also warn them that practically everyone knows the opposing team’s family members sit in Section 126 and will be easily recognizable Utley jersey or no Utley jersey.

Oh, and Pat, PREPARE TO BE BOOED.

*I don’t hold any grudges or anything

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Oct
15
2010
Posted by at 11:07 am ET 58 Comments

(found on Mike Monteiro’s Flickr)

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