
Originally Posted by
magnifiedplaid
Better than Broxton. Fuck this chump. Seriously, everyone, this loss is making me thinking about never watching a dodger game again. its that bad. And check out this post on dodgerblues.com....it mirrors my feelings and puts them much more eloquently. This is how I feel:
Dodgerblues (10/20/09):
"That’s it. I’m pretty sure I’m done. I’ve been a Dodger fan for 34 ½ years, but I don’t think I can take anymore of this shit. I understand that no team out there wins all the time, but there’s got to be a team out there that won’t skull fuck me every season. If the Dodgers want to lose like little pussies, fine, but don’t dangle a nice cold In-N-Out chocolate milkshake in front of me and then spill it over the ground as soon as I reach out for it. I don’t even know what the fuck that means—I'm irate. Here’s what I do know: Jonathan Broxton had better learn how to throw 150 miles an hour because that’s the only way he’s going to get a fastball right down the fucking middle past a major league hitter.
After yesterday’s blowout and a Philadelphia two-run first inning on Monday, I had readily accepted a series defeat. I wasn’t happy about it, but I could handle it. Then a terrible thing happened: the Dodgers took a 4-2 lead. Soon, that became a 4-3 lead, and then came three nail-biting innings. When Jonathan Broxton walked Matt Stairs on four pitches in the ninth, I should have turned the TV off. Or just smashed it with a goddamn crow bar. I’d much rather have been pulling shards of glass out of my bloody neck than watching what was about to unfold on the field. A hit batter, a bloop out, and then Jimmy Rollins. Within seconds, the game went from being a nail-biter to me wanting to bite off my finger, feed it to a lion, and then find a way to give myself mercury poisoning. I want to cry. I want to throw up. I want a goddamn lap dance. I want something to make the pain go away. I want to go camping in the middle of the fucking desert, ignore Game 5, and then return home to a life without baseball, without Matt Stairs, and without Pinkberry.
Let’s face it, the Phillies are a superior team. And the Dodgers completely failed themselves. What were the Dodgers’ strengths during the season? Their offense and relief pitching. What failed them in the series? Their offense and relief pitching. Well, and their starting pitching, too, with the exception of Vicente Padilla (who should just be pitching all nine innings of every game). Frankly, I'm not too hot on Joe Torre right now either. Against the potent Phillies' lineup, you leave Randy Wolf in the game to bat for himself with runners in scoring position and two outs in the top of the 6th?
Seriously, though, how in the name of Broxton's fastball is it friggin’ possible for the Dodgers to lose Game 4 of the NLCS two consecutive years in almost the same way with almost the same cast of characters with the same series scenario? Well, I’m not falling for this shit again. I’m not a young boy anymore. This isn’t good for my health. It’s not good for the health of everyone around me. It’s not good for the dude across the street whose windshield I just smashed with my penis.
Is it really too much to ask to have a good thing happen to the Dodgers occasionally? I mean, the people of L.A. turn out in record numbers to watch the team, the stadium is beautiful, the payroll is pretty plump. Why not the Dodgers?
I don't know the answer to that.... but I'm done. Until Wednesday. And then I'm really done. Until spring. What, am I going to miss Vinny's last season?"
Also, Phils are greedy. Let somebody else get to the World Series you fucking dick heads.
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