The trading deadline came and went for the Phillies.
They didn’t buy or sell.
They did nothing.
Their season has faded into irrelevance.
Their dominance has receded into the mists of history.
Their devoted fan base has shrunk like a Chippendale dancer in a cold pool.
Their future is about as dim as Edward Snowden’s in Russia.
Even Charlie Manuel’s shambling gait and speech patterns no longer amuse.