Well, its been a rough week along the eastern seaboard. Snow, snow, and more snow. It doesn't help that in Pittsburgh they are celebrating their 6th NFL championship, while Philadelphians get to pretend that the Phils World Series win will carry sports joy through the winter (pitchers and catchers report in 8 days!). Sixers? Flyers? Probably not up for the task.
Yes, the Phillies were the first championship that most under 30's can remember in the city of brotherly love, and it was an amazing run, but simply put: this is a football town. For Philadelphians, there is no other local fan base to commiserate with. In New York/New Jersey, the Giants won last year (and those stinkin Devils have what feels like 30 Stanley Cups). In Baltimore, the defense carried them to a title in 2000. We could try and lean on the shoulder of Redskins fans, but a true one is hard to find. The Redskins fan base, aside from the dedicated few, are simply non-existent.
So, Iggles fans will grumble through the off-season, trying to decide if they can deal with another season of McNabb's inaccurate arm and strange personality; or another season of Andy Reid's insistence on a offensive system not build for: (A) the players he has drafted; (B) the roughest and toughest conference in the NFL; or (C) playoff football.
After mulling all that over, somehow, the concerns vanish as the shore season winds down. That's the one defining character of this obssessed fan base: undying loyalty and love to their city and its teams, especially its birds.
Yes, the Phillies were the first championship that most under 30's can remember in the city of brotherly love, and it was an amazing run, but simply put: this is a football town. For Philadelphians, there is no other local fan base to commiserate with. In New York/New Jersey, the Giants won last year (and those stinkin Devils have what feels like 30 Stanley Cups). In Baltimore, the defense carried them to a title in 2000. We could try and lean on the shoulder of Redskins fans, but a true one is hard to find. The Redskins fan base, aside from the dedicated few, are simply non-existent.
So, Iggles fans will grumble through the off-season, trying to decide if they can deal with another season of McNabb's inaccurate arm and strange personality; or another season of Andy Reid's insistence on a offensive system not build for: (A) the players he has drafted; (B) the roughest and toughest conference in the NFL; or (C) playoff football.
After mulling all that over, somehow, the concerns vanish as the shore season winds down. That's the one defining character of this obssessed fan base: undying loyalty and love to their city and its teams, especially its birds.
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