Good Morning to all you insomniacs!
Was that really a couple thousand people cheering for the 76ers yesterday?
Really? People came out to the Constitution Center on a Thursday in the summer to get a look at new center Andrew Bynum?
Wait, aren't the Eagles getting ready for the season? Aren't the Phillies showing signs of life? Cheering for the 76ers in August? Why, I never...
The 76ers have always seemed like fourth-class citizens in the sports community. The Eagles ruled until the Phillies won, now they trade Nos. 1 and 2 depending on the time of year. The Flyers have always had a loyal following.
The 76ers, though, even in the glory years, seemed to pushed to the side.
Truth be told, my group of friends were always bigger 76ers fans. We went to games and listened to the 76ers on the radio (not every game was televised back then). We sat in the school cafeteria debating the merits of keeping Darryl Dawkins, then we cheered the signing of Moses Malone. We laughed at the drafting of Hersey Hawkins. We felt betrayed when Doug Moe made it look like coaching the team was taking too much time away from the beach.
Even the last few years, I've been able to get down to a couple of 76ers games (pro sports has totally outpriced the family, but that's for another time).
So, it was cool to see cheering for the 76ers in the middle of the summer.
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Thursday, August 16, 2012
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Rise and Shine --- All those years ago
Good Morning and welcome to the sun!
So, I was sitting outside with some other people from the neighborhood (somebody was sitting in a wagon, not sure if it was me or not) talking about nothing. You know, the kind of things 8-year olds talk about. Maybe it was the latest episode of Batman or it could have been something about school.
Anyway, if I remember right, it was a Saturday afternoon and my Mom opened the window and told us the Flyers had won the Stanley Cup.
We all looked up, said "OK" and went back to our most important business.
Now, 35 years later, the Flyers are back into the Finals (OK, they've been there since, but Rise and Shine didn't exist the last time).
Not being much of a hockey fan, the revelry didn't reach the house last night. We were all in bed by the time the hooping and hollering started outside.
The dogs didn't like it. They were barking right along with the fireworks and the yelling.
Soon came the running down the halls: "Dad, why are the dogs barking?"
The Flyers just won they are going to the Stanley Cup finals.
"OH. Can you make them stop?"
Maybe we aren't so different.
So, I was sitting outside with some other people from the neighborhood (somebody was sitting in a wagon, not sure if it was me or not) talking about nothing. You know, the kind of things 8-year olds talk about. Maybe it was the latest episode of Batman or it could have been something about school.
Anyway, if I remember right, it was a Saturday afternoon and my Mom opened the window and told us the Flyers had won the Stanley Cup.
We all looked up, said "OK" and went back to our most important business.
Now, 35 years later, the Flyers are back into the Finals (OK, they've been there since, but Rise and Shine didn't exist the last time).
Not being much of a hockey fan, the revelry didn't reach the house last night. We were all in bed by the time the hooping and hollering started outside.
The dogs didn't like it. They were barking right along with the fireworks and the yelling.
Soon came the running down the halls: "Dad, why are the dogs barking?"
The Flyers just won they are going to the Stanley Cup finals.
"OH. Can you make them stop?"
Maybe we aren't so different.
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