The Phillies opened the postseason with a very disappointing game against the Mets Saturday. Zack Wheeler pitched masterfully, but the Mets ran his pitch count up, then feasted on our supposedly good relievers. Final score, 6-2. At least we were well lubricated. May the Phillies Gods forgive her for not putting a Philly beer into that mug on the left. Mine is on the right: a perfectly acceptable Yuengling Traditional Lager aka The Beer of the Phillies. Sunday’s game was much better–a classic according to some–and the tide turned right when I abandoned my esoteric brews from the Eastern seaboard and grabbed a Yuengling. Coincidence? No such thing in baseball. It’s Yuengling for the remainder of the postseason! (BTW, you’re welcome, Bryce Harper.)
all the voices in my head 