A Non-Phan's Take on the Phillies
Last night I had a lengthy phone conversation with one of my best friends, an ardent sports fan, particularly of the Virginia Tech Hokies and the Atlanta Braves. We discussed his wedding and honeymoon from a month ago, and he was rather amused to hear about how the deck lanterns he gave to me for being a groomsman were mistaken for bombs by the O'Hare airport security (seriously though, they look exactly like something Wile E. Coyote would have purchased from Acme Grenade Company). The conversation then turned to the NL East and then I was rather amused (and depressed) by his take on the Phillies:
"You know you are in trouble when your manager is your clubhouse cancer."