Last night the Phillies got a head start on their next 10,000 losses, losing 10-3 in a game that I’m sure nobody stayed up to watch. I’m not here to philosophize on why this group seemed destined to be the ones to reach the dubious record, or why 10,000 losses is such an important mark. Instead, my contribution to the 10,000 losses rhetoric comes courtesy of my friend John – a Yankee fan but Phillies sympathizer – who sent me the following text message this morning.
- “10,000 losses…but more championships than Tampa, Colorado, Houston, Seattle, Texas, Milwaukee and San Diego combined. Go Phils!”
Thanks, Mothball, for putting things into perspective. Then again, consider the following, written by my boss to me in a recent birthday card.
- “In your lifetime, you have witnessed exactly one professional sports champion. Where were you in June 1983? Go Sixers.”
Now there’s the Philly spirit.
Bonus points to anyone who identifies from where I ripped off the title of this post.
Flinstones Vitamins.
Seriously, that was easy.
Did I say it was hard?
There are pills for that Mr. Martin.
Joe – Bad play.