It's true that I am probably a bigger Eagles fan (see name of my blog!), than Phillies fan. But to best define myself I would say that I am a Philadelphia Fan. A fan in search of a title that I can actually celebrate and remember for the rest of my life.
The "team that shall not be named" is on the cusp of greatness, on the verge of ending the Philly drought. As a city we will not see 101 seasons!
All day my buddy and I were counting down the hours until first pitch. On the drive home from work, I called my dad and we reminisced about the '93 team. As I am sitting here typing this post I am already thinking about tomorrow's Daily News cover and back page. My wife and I are sporting matching Phillies T-Shirts. I just feel it, tonight is the clincher.
And then we move on to the Fall classic. Philadelphia becomes the center of the sports world! My mind is already wandering...what would a title in Philly feel like. Excuse me if I don't remember the '83 Sixers, I was all of 4 years old. I can already see myself filling out a time off request from work to attend the parade. I can already picture my dad and I at the parade...I can't even promise that there won't be some tears of joy.
You could say I am looking ahead a little too much. So what, that is what we Philly fans do. We have passion. The best in sports. We love our teams (sometimes probably a bit too much!). But isn't that what being a fan is all about. Well except for L.A...those fans jump ship at the slightest hint of adversity and then go post their playoff tickets for $13!