By signing for two years, Jamie Moyer guarantees that the town of his youth will become the place where he discovers that getting old stinks.
Moyer was just plain good last season. No sleight of hand, no shallow statistics. Last season was the best he’s been in five years: a terrific strikeout total, a 4.33 FIP and a HR/G under 1. Terrific stuff suggesting that Citizens Bank Park can motivate an old dog to learn new tricks. It’s an educated guess that he won’t be able to sustain it, because with every passing season, Moyer resembles the uncle who will injure himself playing volleyball at the family picnic. The 46-year-old non-knuckleballer is off the grid, but not beyond compare. Command of four pitches is a formula repeated by many, and guile will always be a recipe for Major League success, especially against the National League East. In Moyer, the Phils have someone who plays the game hard and smart, enduring traits, unlike muscle, bone and cartilage. The Phils made the right call to bring him back for more, and made another smart move by signing a backup plan with 280 career starts on the very same day.