Promises made, promises delivered. Bryce Harper signed in Philadelphia for $330,000,000 for this exact moment. So many years in the basement of the league. So many years of irrelevant baseball. Horrific season after horrific season. Something needed to change. Something, or somebody, needed to put the city of Philadelphia on their back and send the Phillies back to the World Series for the first time in 13 years.
I said this earlier today but Bryce Harper doesn't just have moments. He IS the moment. And what a fucking moment for MV3. There are still 4 more wins left on the season for this to change, but that right there was the signature swing in Bryce Harper's career.
The game on his bat. A chance to close out the series at home. Was there ever a doubt that he would deliver? Abso-fucking-lutely not. Because this sick bastard is built for that exact moment. What a legend. What a human being. Holy shit let's run it back again.
It wasn't easy. It was never going to be. The rain. The dicey 9th inning. But this is a team of destiny. A team full of grinders who are so unbelievably hot right now it's scary. Schwarber is hot. Hoskins is hotter than he's ever been in his life.
Wheeler is dealing. Nola will be able to lock it in now that he doesn't have to pitch against his brother. Ranger has delivered massive moments. And it all comes back to Philly Rob. WE RIDE WITH PHILLY ROB AND THIS RIDE AIN'T STOPPING ANY TIME SOON.
PLAY THE SONG.