Ask any of the what seemed like a trillion people (official numbers are coming next week) who attended yesterday’s incredible (and very, very, very well organized) Philadelphia Eagles Super Bowl festivities to describe their experience and, well, it’s a guarantee that they couldn’t come up with the proper wording to paraphrase it all.
Because it was just so fucking amazing. Isn’t that right, Mr. Jason Kelce? (By the way, your now legendary speech and mummer’s costume betta werk).
Sigh….yesterday. It was so much more than just a sports celebration, it was a moment in time that no one will ever, ever forget anytime soon. But even more than that, it was a moment that finally put the City of Brotherly Love on the god damn map for the world to see.
While yes, we’ve hosted some truly stand out celebrations and events along the great way–the Pope’s 2015 visit, 2016’s DNC and last year’s NFL draft, just to name a few–but it’s sort of felt like we just haven’t arrived yet……..until the underdog Eagles won the Super Bowl on February 4th.
Yes, whether you like it or not (most people don’t, but that’s quite alright), Philly is finally officially an underdog city no more. As noted in Mr. Kelce’s speech, make that, iconic presentation yesterday, “an underdog is a hungry dog,” and you couldn’t ask for a city who wanted it more, whether a championship or just the national respect that we truly deserve. And well, now, here it is…because at the end of the day…we Philly and we’re certainly here to stay.
While the national news did a standout job in painting us a city full of spoiled thugs and privileged vandals (they also forgot to mention that if you destroy this city…the city will find you and we certainly have..one-by-one), yesterday’s well received Parade of Champions finally proved above everything else that we’re a city that really, really loves our city.
Of course, there was trash everywhere (more trash cans throughout next year’s, err, future parades, perhaps?), but it did little to dispel that Philadelphia truly put on one of the greatest Super Bowl spectacles anyone has ever seen. Oh, just admit it, Mr. Brady…you know you were watchin.’
What it all boils down to like Alanis is that we’ve got one hand in our pocket and the other is high fivin’ anyone that we see right now because the city is truly just in a great fucking mood. We certainly owe our new-found Philly special feeling to our beloved–and just so precious–Eagles for which none our reinvented way of Philly way of life would truly be possible.
Seriously…does anybody else feel, like, different now?
Besides serving up a football season that was nothing short of spectacular, our beloved Birds also proved that when you face challenges head on…you get results. So, to Carson Wentz, Nick Foles, Doug Pederson and the rest of you guys (and your mom mom and pop pops, too!), the city truly thanks you from the bottom of our Bud Lite drinkin’ football hearts and so, so, so much more.
You’re more than just Super Bowl Champions...you’re what this city is about–team work, strength in numbers and so much love to go around that it’s sort of fucking ridiculous. So, if there are any doubters out there who still have no idea what Philly Philly is all about, take a look at our football team and how we all came together as a city yesterday and you will have all of the answers you need.
Fly Eagles Fly. Dilly Dilly 4 Lyfe.