BIG SLEEP

The Phillies had a day off last night. I went to bed at 7:30 PM. God, I'm old.

I guess I should use today's entry to reflect on the state of the Phillies, but I'm not on Xanax yet, and I don't want to start. Today is Day #3 of the "Do Something, Ed" watch. As Tom suggested in the Moral Imperatives, that something could be to either get fired or quit. In fact, I would prefer that to be the something. Maybe Ruben Amaro, Jr. has half a brain in his head. Heaven forbid Dave Montgomery goes out and hires a Moneyball disciple. Theo Epstein only won the World Series after numerous other GM's failed for 86 years, and we wouldn't want that. Then we'd have to put up bunting around the stadium and plan a parade and all that other profligacy that we just can't afford because we are a small-market team after all. So, so small.

Cory Lidle stepped up to replace Vicente Padilla in the rotation tonight against Big Bad Smoltz. I haven't heard as to why just yet, other than the obvious fact that Padilla stinks right now, and the day off made it Lidle's turn day-wise. I wonder if Madson's available, or if Manuel will try out Robinson Tejeda in high-risk situations. Tejeda has gone 5-plus without allowing a run, which is a hell of a lot better than Geoff Geary or Rheal Cormier. Again, you wouldn't want to go with young relievers who are cheap and effective when you have old geezers available on whom you lavished long-term contracts worth several million dollars. I'm getting Wade's Seven Habits Of Highly Effective Managing General Partner Bamboozlers down pat.