alacrity [uh–lak-ri-tee] n. 1. cheerful readiness, promptness, or willingness: We accepted the invitation with alacrity 2. liveliness; briskness
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Philadelphia is stoked. Really stoked. Yesterday, was the (un)official beginning of the Philadelphia Phillies 2010 season as pitchers and catchers reported to Clearwater FL for the start of training camp.
And so it begins.
Since winning the World Series two years ago and coming so very close last year, the Phillies have assumed the mantle of bringing the city another world championship, a job they inherited from the Philadelphia Eagles. Most likely, the guys on the team relish their roles as saviors of the city. Why wouldn’t they? They’re professional athletes and that’s what every professional athlete wants, right? At least they should.
After losing to the New York Yankees in the World Series last November, team management didn’t just sit around and wait for next season. In what some are calling one of the biggest baseball trades ever, essentially the Phillies got Roy Halladay and sent Cliff Lee to the Seattle Mariners. Then they went out and signed some free agents, the biggest one being Placido Polanco, who played for the team from 2002-2005, to a 3-year $16M deal. Shane Victorino, Joe Blanton, Chad Durbin and Carlos Ruiz were all re-signed. Gone are Brett Myers, Pedro Feliz, Pedro Martinez and Chan Ho Park. Brad Lidge and Cole Hamels appear ready to rebound from their respective disastrous seasons.
So presumably the team is looking pretty good. CBS Sportsline has the Phillies 5th in its preseason power rankings. Most every other baseball authority has them among MLB’s top teams.
But, as they say, there’s a reason they play the games. You never know, the Phillies could let the city down this year. Then again, they could recapture the championship and give Philadelphia the parade its almost unhealthily fixated upon.
Only time will tell. I, for one, hope the players can handle the weight of an entire city’s hopes and dreams riding on their backs. And I, for one, think they will.
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