In Defense of Philadelphia Sports Fans
I remember the exact moment that I first got to experience the genuine devotion that Philly fans have for their teams. It was Wednesday, October 21st, 2009, when the Phillies beat the Los Angeles Dodgers 10–4 to go back to the World Series. I was there at the game, sitting down the third base line about 20 or so rows up from the field. This was the closest I had ever sat to the field—typically I'd be in the nosebleed seats. Going to a playoff game was usually out of the question, as tickets were expensive. Lucky for me, the Phillies team doctor was friendly with my mom, and, knowing how big my family was on Philadelphia sports, he’d offered her two tickets to the game.