May 16, 2006


Rowand adding some fire to Phils (Bob Ford, 5/16/06, Philadelphia Inquirer)

It has taken more than a decade to get answers to the famous questions once posed by Eagles running back Ricky Watters, but Aaron Rowand stood up and delivered them yesterday.

"For who? My teammates. For what? To win."

That was Rowand's explanation of how he plays baseball, a mind-set that sent him into a full-tilt collision with the center-field fence at Citizens Bank Park on Thursday.

There were two results from that play: Rowand saved three runs and possibly the game with a two-out catch of a deep drive. And he slammed into an exposed steel bar just below the padding, breaking his nose and fracturing the orbital bone and cheekbone on the left side of his face.

Fair trade, according to Rowand.

"I knew I could catch it but it would [take] having to run into the wall, and if that's the case, so be it. We're here to win games," Rowand said. "People can think I'm dumb or whatever, but I'm here to play and I'm here to play hard."

Yesterday, the Phillies finished installing the new padding on the center-field fence, covering the bar that Rowand hit, the same exposed bar he pointed out to the organization in April. He knew that bar had his name on it if he played here long enough. Unfortunately, a month was too long.

"There's a process that goes with everything. You can't snap your fingers and get [the padding] up there," Rowand said. "It's nobody's fault. It's part of the game. "

Posted by Orrin Judd at May 16, 2006 1:53 PM

Rowand's missed here in Chicago -- tho of course you can't argue with Thome either as a person or a player.

I still wish the Yanks could've gotten Rowand instead of Damon. They tried but came up short.

Posted by: Jim in Chicago at May 16, 2006 2:07 PM

Such relentlessness is needed in every field, but seems to only exist in sports and rapacious corporate zipperheads.

Posted by: Bruno at May 16, 2006 2:13 PM

I'm too lazy to look for a link, but four or five years ago there was a clip of a minor-leaguer who ran straight through a plywood fence, the kind with all the ads painted on. He's running like Earl Campbell, looking behind him for the ball, and then BOOM! Straight through and disappears. The fence panel sort of revolves up and over and then back down behind him. I don't remember if he made the catch or not though.

Posted by: joe shropshire at May 16, 2006 2:35 PM
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