Here we go again.
An appearance by a Philadelphia sports team on the national stage would not be complete without someone taking a shot at Philly fans.
Enter T.J. Simers of the Los Angeles Times.
The L.A. Dodgers are in town to kick off the National League Championship Series tonight against the Phillies.
Simers took the occasion to kick Philly fans. You can read the entire column here.
He datelines his piece “Angryville.” That gives you a clue as to what is to come. It’s the usual claptrap, even trotting out the familiar lament that the city’s main attraction (that of course being the Liberty Bell) has a crack in it.
We apparently have another crack as well, one in our defenses that allows Simers and legions of other scribes to jab a stick in our eye.
Knock yourself out, guys. If you’re expecting an apology, don’t hold your breath.
This may be something you’re unfamiliar with, it’s called passion. Try to get to the game early. Maybe around 5 p.m., all the better to view all those “angry” fans already flocking to the stadium to join the party.
We don’t arrive fashionably late, nor leave early, as is the tradition in La La Land.
We have a passion forged through the fire of more losing seasons than we care to count, including a generation that has grown up waiting for our next world championship.
During that drought, our stadiums were not empty. We don’t abandon our team. We show up, and mourn each loss as a community of die-hards.
This year we set an attendance record at Citizens Bank Park, where more than 3 million people jammed the joint all summer.
We drink beer, not latte. We eat hot dogs, not sushi. We wear Gap, not Gucci.
And for the next week we will wear red, except for three hours late Sunday afternoon, when we will don green and cheer or jeer for the Eagles. But then you wouldn’t understand, being how your NFL franchise now plays in St. Louis.
So excuse us while we paint the town red. Forgive us if our emotions collide with your Left Coast Cool.
We don’t do Hollywood. We do South Philly. We’re more row house than Beverly Hills. You see it as angry. We think it’s more attitude.
Don’t say you haven’t been warned.
An appearance by a Philadelphia sports team on the national stage would not be complete without someone taking a shot at Philly fans.
Enter T.J. Simers of the Los Angeles Times.
The L.A. Dodgers are in town to kick off the National League Championship Series tonight against the Phillies.
Simers took the occasion to kick Philly fans. You can read the entire column here.
He datelines his piece “Angryville.” That gives you a clue as to what is to come. It’s the usual claptrap, even trotting out the familiar lament that the city’s main attraction (that of course being the Liberty Bell) has a crack in it.
We apparently have another crack as well, one in our defenses that allows Simers and legions of other scribes to jab a stick in our eye.
Knock yourself out, guys. If you’re expecting an apology, don’t hold your breath.
This may be something you’re unfamiliar with, it’s called passion. Try to get to the game early. Maybe around 5 p.m., all the better to view all those “angry” fans already flocking to the stadium to join the party.
We don’t arrive fashionably late, nor leave early, as is the tradition in La La Land.
We have a passion forged through the fire of more losing seasons than we care to count, including a generation that has grown up waiting for our next world championship.
During that drought, our stadiums were not empty. We don’t abandon our team. We show up, and mourn each loss as a community of die-hards.
This year we set an attendance record at Citizens Bank Park, where more than 3 million people jammed the joint all summer.
We drink beer, not latte. We eat hot dogs, not sushi. We wear Gap, not Gucci.
And for the next week we will wear red, except for three hours late Sunday afternoon, when we will don green and cheer or jeer for the Eagles. But then you wouldn’t understand, being how your NFL franchise now plays in St. Louis.
So excuse us while we paint the town red. Forgive us if our emotions collide with your Left Coast Cool.
We don’t do Hollywood. We do South Philly. We’re more row house than Beverly Hills. You see it as angry. We think it’s more attitude.
Don’t say you haven’t been warned.
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