Morning Wood: Improbable, Mind Blowing, Season Ending Baseball Sex

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Oh. My. God. I need a cigarette… and I don’t even smoke.

I’m just going to assume you watched the Phillies strangle the Braves to death, winning all six games against them in September. I’m going to assume you watched the Orioles resurrect the Curse of the Bambino. And I’m going to assume you watched the Rays give their extra 2% and fight back from a seven-run eighth inning deficit to simultaneously beat the Yankees and cut Boston off the map (for real, has anyone checked out the territory north of Connecticut this morning? Is it still there?).

I’m going to assume you savored every. last. thrust. of pure, mind-blowing, relationship-defining, job-costing, heart-pounding, epic, season-ending baseball sex. 

What’s that? You did experience it in full? Good, because otherwise you won’t get this analogy (I'm also assuming you're a fan of late-90s pop culture).

I searched long and hard for the appropriate creative work to summarize last night’s unbelievable, synced-up baseball goodness. First, I imagined the baseball gods sitting in a room full of scantily clad winged angels drinking Blue Label and continuously tossing new wrinkles into the baseball universe as they got progressively drunker.

Too far fetched.

I thought about the very real and relatable scenario of summer love coming to a ceremonious end under the Wildwood boardwalk.

Too sandy.

I thought about relating it to March Madness (too easy). A Coldplay song (too Sean Avery). The first eight minutes of the series premiere of The Good Wife (too complicated). The career arc of Mark Wahlberg (too hipster).

Then it hit me.

There’s one analogy so perfect, so tailored to mirror last night’s baseball activity, that you might swear there was some eery cosmic force aligning the two like The Wizard of Oz with Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon.

The final day of Major League Baseball’s regular season played out exactly like the final 20 minutes of American Pie.

Let’s start with the Phillies-Braves game, or, for our purposes, Thomas Ian Nicholas and Tara Reid consummating their relationship in Stifler’s guest room. 

The two teams had been linked with each other all season long. If there was one stable, genuine, sure-fire lock for carrying a relationship over into the postseason (or college), it was this one. When the schedule first came out, this was the night everyone had circled on their calendars. This was supposed to be – to borrow a line from the movie – the culmination of the past year… only it was awkward. It was almost too planned, too obvious. One of the teams had already moved on in their mind. They wanted to see new things and meet new people in the playoffs. Still, as if almost a way to validate their relationship, they gave it everything they had for one final night. And, quite frankly, it was beautiful. The Phillies conquered the Braves in an extra innings thriller and Tara Reid gave one of the best O-faces we’ve ever seen. When finished, both cut their partner like a string- they had bigger fish to fry.

The Cardinals and Astros are very clearly Chris Klein and Mena Suvari sexing on the deck. Respectable, mostly predictable, and sort of anticlimactic. A glimmer of moonlight flickered off Suvari’s chest as Klein kissed her anxious skin and Carpenter (both of our beaus are named Chris here) tossed a two-hit shutout. About what we expected. Nothing to talk about here.

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Jason Biggs and Alyson Hannigan play out the Orioles and Red Sox game.

Biggs is our lead character. Like the Red Sox, this whole thing centered on his exploits. He put the most effort into getting laid. He setup web cams, planned out the whole evening, and signed Carl Crawford and John Lackey to combined $220 million contracts. On this night, however, it wasn’t about him getting his. It was about the dorky, slightly annoying, orange-tipped girl getting hers. She did what at band camp?

This was supposed to be Biggs’ show. He was just there to use the band geek. She was a means to and end. All part of the plan. Little did he know, she had a little fight in her. Say my name, bitch!

Last night, Jonathan Papelbon was the bitch.

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Finally, we turn our attention to Tampa for the Rays-Yankees game. The Rays are the deceptively clever little guy who constantly irritates the big boys. 

This is Eddie Kaye Thomas and Jennifer Coolidge, aka Stifler’s mom.

Earlier, Shitbreak fights back against his much cooler and popular nemesis by spreading rumors of his own sexual prowess and winning the division in 2008 and 2010, actions that severely cut into the territory previously occupied by the bully. The Red Sox and Stifler panicked. They looked for shortcuts to victory. The Red Sox bought Carl Crawford and Adrian Gonzalez. Stifler bought laxative. Both tactics worked. The Red Sox seemingly ran away with the Wild Card and Shitbreak was left without a date to the prom. The bad guy won.

Or so we thought.

Just as the evening was about to come to an end, when all looked lost, Thomas had one last trick up his sleeve. Down seven in the eighth, facing near impossible odds, he wooed Stifler’s mom. It turns out the one thing that made him an outlier, his sophistication, is exactly what won him the night.

I got some scotch.

Single malt?

Aged 18 years. The way I like it.

Not only did he pull out a last minute victory with Coolidge and the Yankees, but he also doubled his pleasure when his nemesis walked in and saw the whole thing unfold right before his very eyes… sort of like what I imagine happened to the Red Sox when they walked into their clubhouse and saw Evan Longoria rounding the bases. 

Baseball sex. 

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Feels good, doesn't it, big guy?

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Let’s celebrate the Phillies’ and Charlie Manuel’s record-setting win. 

As I Tweeted before the start of the ninth inning, who didn’t have a feeling that the Phillies were going to rip the Braves’ heart out?

Crying_kidAnd this was before they took the lead… 

At first it looked like the Phillies were competing for the integrity of the game. It later became clear that this was all about winning their club record 102 game and making Charlie Manuel become the all-time winningest manager in Phillies history. You see the way Chase Utley goes out there and asks Justin De Fratus if he's "OK?" This team is full of winners. Just full of them.

Charlie talked about it after the game:

Jay Wright applauds him: 

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Phillies minor leaguer Jiwan James attended the game in Atlanta:

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Some outstanding Phillies stats courtesy of Matt Gelb. 

Bill Lyon, legend, talks about Funner.

Is Charlie Manuel going to the Hall of Fame?

Gary Thorne calls the Orioles’ walk-off win,

Tony La Russa compliments the Phillies: [via reader Pete]

"I've been a big fan," La Russa said. "Whenever I think about the National League I'm going to think about the Phillies. What they put into that series — the integrity, the competition, the manager, the coaches and the players — that is Major League Baseball at its best."

 

Good luck, Tony. Doctober begins on Saturday.

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42 Responses

  1. Listening to Boston radio this morning, some players blaming slide on injuries, others (namely Adrian Gonzalez)are blaming god. What a night last night was… Go Phils!

  2. Everyone knows ESPN has had a massive hard on for Boston. I love that that cover will haunt that city for years to come. First the Red Sox, then Patriots, then Bruins… It’s gonna be great to watch.

  3. Those pitching stats are even more incredible when you consider Worley and Kendrick started 36 games this year.

  4. “Doctober”. Heh! That’s a good one, Kyle!
    By the by, BIG TIME props to Uncle Charlie for becoming the all-time wins leader as a Phillies skipper. He certainly deserves that honor.

  5. eb- widely discussed topic. most agree on it being “shitbreak,” which makes more sense in the context. finch always took a shitbreak at school. i used to think otherwise, but believe me, i’ve spent time investigating this.

  6. i just almost peed my pants reading this. by far the most amazing genius that has ever come from your fingertips…….. i love your blog and i love the phillies!!!

  7. “Any team that doesn’t make the playoffs, and should have made the playoffs, its because of injuries.”~ salty Red Sox player. The gems keep coming….

  8. I was hoping you were going to use the ESPN cover, and when I hopped it for the rest of the story I saw it in all it’s glory. The curse is back! I actually threw the magazine away when it showed up last week, that bias filth doesn’t deserve to sit on my coffee table next to my Philadelphia mag.

  9. That Boston story in ESPN Mag was the most disgusting thing I’ve ever read. The author basically claimed that Boston teams were the first to use statistics to try and win. He basically acted as if Boston is the only city with talk radio and “knowledgable” fans. One quote was (paraphrased) something along the lines of “When Albert Haynesworth came here, on talk radio fans were analyzing his play! Its just different here!”…WOWWW Good for you, you have talk radio… jerkoff. Now sit down before ya fall down like your precious sox did this season.

  10. @ evaporationboy
    it’s shitBREAK because Finch always goes home during the school day to shit in his own house because he can’t find the will power to do it in public…brah

  11. One of the best season ending series of games i’ve ever seen! Good to see the Orioles not give up and rollover and see Tampa Bay just continue to fight and fight and not give up. Time for the Phils to rest up and get ready for Phoctober!

  12. Taken from the American Pie script:
    Steve Stifler: Hey, Kev, seen shit break lately?
    Kevin: Why? What did you do to him?
    Steve Stifler: Me? Nothing. I’m the one who ass he kicked. But uh… I’ll tell you one thing… I don’t think he’s gonna have a problem shitting in school anymore. Slipped a little something into his Moccachino
    Now that THAT is settled…..GREAT post Kyle!

  13. That fat slob at the end of the game last night made me sick. He’s the stereotypical Phillies fan to the rest of the country. I much prefer the woman holding the Thanks Charlie sign representing us as a fanbase.

  14. So awesome that the Phillies got to 102 and Charlie got the most win record. Great story Kyle. Love this blog. This blog is sooo much better that that dry philly.com

  15. classic. love it. hey did anoyone else notice tmac basically handing the game to the braves in about the 8th inning? something along the lines of where/when the braves would be playing the tie breaker? changed his tune real quick…

  16. …and don’t try to use IMDB as your source. Do you have ANY idea how easy it is to alter that information?
    The bottom line is, use your very own ears without bias. There’s no way in hell the word that he utters is shitbreak.

  17. Take note of your name and do just that, evaporate. Because you are clearly wrong and you are making yourself look like an ass.

  18. I smell another question for CB 6 pack. I think we all know who the <1% that answers for shit brick will be.

  19. Good stuff…yeah it’s shitbrick but who cares. Really splitting hairs when your arguing something like that…especially on a sports website.
    Apt analogy KS.
    I wait with bated breathe the inevitable return of…SENOR OCTOBRE!
    choochFACE

  20. Everyone remember, now is when it gets funner 😀
    I’m completely giddy over how last night went and I was *howling* when they put up that shot of the crying kid. Also, fantastic post Kyle.

  21. Nick T, go shit break on your own face. I trust my ears. They do not lie. Anyone that truly believes that he says shitbreak is obviously amongst the bottom 5% of the gene pool. USE YOUR FUCKING EARS NITWIT!

  22. hahahaaaaaaa. Bottom 5% of the gene pool. Tell ’em why you mad, son! Say some more stuff, please, you’re cute when you get angry over shit that doesn’t matter.

  23. It’s shit break cuz he takes a break from skool to take a shit that’s y he doesn’t realize he’s in the girls bathroom wen stifler gives him the laxative. Yea in any other context you would assume shitbrick cuz its a term but he literally takes a break to shit

  24. Shit Break… Shit Brick… WGAS, WGAF? Yall need to take a “Brick-Shit Shit-Break” hahahahahah.
    Hey did anyone see the guy with the orange Flyers shirt behind home-plate at the Orioles Dead-Sox game? Hahahahahah that was classic awesome hahahahah. Tried to find a screen shot of it online but no luck.
    And Laddie, I got a better PFS (Pink Floyd Synchronisation) for you: “Echoes” (“Meddle”) played over “Jupiter and Beyond the Infinite”, the final part of “2001: A Space Odyssey”:
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Echoes_%28Pink_Floyd_song%29#Echoes_and_2001:_A_Space_Odyssey_synchronization_rumours
    Here’s vid of this PFS:
    http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1447901706634101739

  25. PS: Phuck “Curse of the Bambino” that died when the Dead Sux won the WS in 2004. It’s now the “Curse of the Buckner”.
    It’s not a mere coinsidence that their meltdown started around the same time Buckner made a guest appeerance on Curb Your Enthusiasm earlier this month of Sept Hahahahahah that was the best CYE yet. And the CYE was way too short this year. I love that bespecktackled bald jew.

  26. PSS: Lot of DeadSux people from the org to the fans making a lot of excuses on what happened to them. DPS brought it up and Dan even said you gotta stop that bitching and be more like Mitch Williams after the Joe Carter HR. Mitch went out to the Press Conf like a man and said “It was my fault. I didn’t do my job. Joe Carter did his job. That is all.”
    DeadSux Nation has no class. Class Act La Russa would agree with me.

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