It’s hard to pinpoint the exact moment you knew something very, very good was about to go very, very bad. Logically there’s a moment when the trajectory of a failed relationship switches from falling in love to falling apart; when a television show transitions from genius to clichéd slop; when a borderline dynastic baseball team becomes a crumbling roster of aging heroes. There are many moments which can be identified in retrospect as watershed moments for the most recent Phillies collapse — naming Ruben Amaro the GM, the Ryan Howard extension, the Hunter Pence acquisition, Howard’s ankle explosion, the Jonathan Papelbon signing — and each of them triggered key components of both the inevitability and the rapidity of the collapse. But when did we, the fans, know the collapse had arrived? I’ll posit it was the day Cliff Lee turned in the finest outing of his Phillies career.
Yesterday Ken Rosenthal broke the news broke that Cliff Lee is not expected to play this season which will effectively end Lee’s career. The news is hardly a shock given that Lee hasn’t pitched in the majors since July 31st, 2014, but it does serve as the latest in a seemingly never-ending stream of moments which demand reflecting on the Phillies’ most recent glory years.