Just when it seemed all hope was lost for the Bryce Harper-to-Philadelphia train, Jon Heyman breaks the news that Harper agreed to a 13-year, $330 million deal to come to the Phillies. No opt-out clause or anything. It’s the largest contract in American sports history ($5 million more than Giancarlo Stanton’s deal with the Yankees). All of the years off of my life that I lost stressing over whether or not Harper would sign with the Phillies have been tacked back on.
Look at this potential lineup!
That is the lineup of a team that can make a run at the World Series. Gone are the days of Carlos Santana grounding out into the same shift every at-bat and Rhys Hoskins booting balls in the outfield because he was forced to play out of position. No longer do we have to watch Scott Kingery step up to the plate and pee his pants four times a game (now we only have to see that when Kingery pinch hits for Hernandez, Segura or Franco). Barring some wildly unfortunate event, we won’t have to see Jimmy Paredes in a Phillies uniform ever again, let alone in the third spot in the lineup. What a time to be a Philadelphia sports fan.
Now, if you’ll all excuse me, I’m going to go delete all my slanderous Bryce Harper tweets from his time with the Nationals and then have one (1) beer to celebrate.
ReJoyce 