Night Owl Cards

So, Phillies, we meet again. You don't remember me, but I remember you. It's been a long time. A quarter of a century to be exact. We used to see each other all the time, at right about this time. My Dodgers would play you on a regular basis in October, and I would be there, in front of the TV, forgetting that you were my Plan B team , suddenly hating you for getting in my team's way. You were my first postseason villain, although a strangely dressed one, outfitted in redish caps and powder-blue jammies. You had a wild man for a shortstop and a powerful free-swinger for a third baseman, a big boy in left field, and my favorite non-Dodger in center, Mr. Maddox. It was a great rivalry. It included my favorite player, The Penguin, Ron Cey: And another favorite, Dusty Baker. Both Baker and Cey hit grand slams against you, remember? And, of course you remember, Game 3 of the 1977 NLCS, right? Good times. Remember an older gentleman named Vic Davalillo? T...