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Well, this video about sums up the day for Phillies and Flyers! (Watch the bottom of the screen.) Flyers take game one and the Phils win.

Eagles Two Tone Sweater

Joe does a little modeling at Citizens Bank Park:

by Eric Nitschke

I believe this is a riff on the popular flying toasters screensaver.  Totally weird totally f’in awesomely hilarious!

by Alex Hare.

What’s better than a World Series trophy? A World Series Trophy made out of cheesesteak.

THE CHALLENGE:

Send us a picture with Chase Utley and a cheesesteak, somewhere in Philadelphia.  Make it with photoshop, with scissors & glue– heck you can make it with crayons.  Just make it awesomely hilarious.  Email your submissions to chase@philavania.com

THE WINNINGS:

Our favorite five submissions will get a phree sweet-ass t-shirt from Philavania.  What if we can’t pick 5 because they’re all so awesome?  Well maybe we’ll give away 10 shirts.  Blow our minds kids!

THE EXAMPLE:

Here is a quick example we whipped up.  See?  Chase, a cheesesteak, and Philadelphia.  Simple!  Elegant!  Awesome!

Ok ready? GO!

Oh my lord, somehow we’ve got 10,000 phans. Phree T-Shirt Time! In honor of such a tall accomplishment, we’re looking for the TALLEST DUDE ever wearing a Philavania T-Shirt.  Be tallest, wear PhV t-shirt, win prize. Upload pics here or email to talldude{at}philavania.com. We’re gonna wait til we’ve got at least 10 submissions to chooose a winner, cuz we want lots of pictures of tall peeps.  So spread the word!

PS: Remember when Manute hit 6 3-pointers in a game? 17 years ago today. SEVENTEEN YEARS AGO! Wtf.

PPS: As much as we love photoshopped pics, the real winner’s gonna have to be the Real Tall Deal. And maybe try to stand next to something to give perspective on your heightyness.  Like for example, The World’s Tallest Thermometer, in Baker, California.

Manute n' Muggsy! Awwwwww, it's funny because there's such a big difference between them!

My dog just stepped on my foot.   Fire Andy Reid! I got a parking ticket.  Joe Banner is the devil! I got toothpaste on my sweater.  The Eagles front office is the worst in football! We’ve made the playoffs for 8 of the last 10 years.  I hate everything!

It’s a real testament to what unbelievably negative people our city is chock full of that we can’t even talk about Brian Westbrook’s career without people yelping on and on about firing Andy Reid.  ANDY REID DISCOVERED BRIAN WESTBROOK AND GAVE HIM HIS CAREER FOLKS.

Pop quiz: what’s more boring than watching paint dry?  Listening to McNabb/Reid/Banner haters spew on and on and ignore all the actual good things they’ve done for this team and this city (i.e. 8 playoff teams in the past 10 years).  Sure they make mistakes (like all football front offices), but if you guys were as loud about the good moves they make (last year’s draft, for example) it would be obvious that you were actually paying attention and didn’t just need something to bitch about.

Let it go!  Cheer the hell up, we’re not the Lions!  Or the Redskins, or the Panthers, or the Falcons, or the Cowboys, or the 49ers, or the Chargers, or all the other teams you definitely would not rather have.

I know a guy that actually didn’t know we were in the playoffs this past year because he was too busy setting up a protest tent camp outside of Jeff Lurie’s house, and couldn’t get the mobile Directv dish going.

Have been doing a lot of reminiscing lately about the Buddy Ryan years, what with Rex in the playoffs with the other green team.  It’s funny how fondly we all look back on those days now, even though at the time there were a lot of things to gripe about.  Makes me think how much everybody’s going to miss Reid, McNabb and going to the playoffs every year when we eventually hit a serious downturn.   Ah yes but it’s so much easier to remember Reggie and Jerome and Seth and to forget about things like…

• Never winning a playoff game  (fog bowl still boils my blood)

• The complete lack of a running game (it being a big deal when Keith Byars managed a 4 yard run)

• The complete lack of an offensive line (Antone Davis anyone?  Ooo and Mike Schad!)

• Ditto pretty much every aspect of our team except for the defense and the QB

Ahh yes, that defense.  I still believe firmly it’s the best defense in the history of the league, but what the hell do I know.

Anyway, the point of this post was to tell a little story that I think I may have already told, but it’s awesome so here it is again.

Buddy's Watchin' You!

So I was at training camp, on that shitty practice field they used to have next to the Vet, with my Pop Pop.  This must have been 1990, a year or two before Jerome died.   It was the golden era of Gang Green, everybody was there: Erik Allen, Seth, Clyde, Wes, Andre, Reggie, Jerome.   The coolest thing is that you could just literally wander around among the guys as they were practicing.  It was such a loose atmosphere– Keith Byars would be catching passes from Matt Cavanaugh and you’d have to jump out of the way.

So we’re standing there at one point, and Buddy goes walking past us towards the porta-potties.  He goes inside, and I look over and see Jerome and Reggie standing there watching him and whispering to each other.  When Buddy closes the door, the two of them sneak over to the porta-potty, each one gets on one of the sides, and they start shaking the unholy shit out of the thing, with Buddy inside.  This is like 700 pounds of awesome Eagles defensive muscle literally rocking the shit out of Buddy while he’s stuck inside this stinky plastic box.  And at this point EVERYBODY is watching and giggling: players, coaches and fans, because they all know who’s inside.

After a good 15 second shake-up, Reggie and Jerome run off and hide in a big pack of green jerseys, and suddenly the door to the porta-potty busts open and Buddy comes stumbling out.  He looks around, wild-eyed, for the culprit, and suddenly you hear Jerome just completely crack up.  The whole place loses it, Buddy included.  It was fuckin’ awesome.  Those dudes all really loved each other, it was such a nice atmosphere.

I think we need to make a BRING IT HOME FOR JEROME shirt.

1) I’m a big Vikings fan this morning.  But only this morning.  Then I’m going Saints.  Those guys down there deserve one.

2) One positive of the way our season ended (I know it’s a stretch calling this a positive, but it is kindof true):  At least we’ve got some new (and very real) fuel for the Boys-Birds rivalry.  Things were getting a bit boring and one-sided for the last 10 years if you think about it.  We need to get back to the days when there was a real chance our head coaches would get into an actual fist fight.

3) For all the McNabb/Reid/Lurie haters and Birds conspiracy theorists: “Sometimes, people, an insufficient pass rush and a fractured O-line are exactly and only what they appear to be.” This is a very, very smart quote from Ahab on philly.com in response to a very, very shitty article by John Gonzalez.  Wonderful point, Ahab.  Why people feel the need to shift blame away from the real reasons why our season fell apart and toward the typical McNabb/Reid/Lurie blame-game totally escapes me.  Maybe because it takes a small amount of focus and concentration to actually think about why our team was having trouble (see #4), while it’s a lot easier and less time-consuming to just follow the “I hate McNabb because he smiles” gut reaction.

4) It’s a lot easier to stomach these losses when you take a second to understand why they happen.  A lot of it is just luck, ladies and gentlemen: as in, injuries to your starting MLB and center.  Find me a super bowl winning team who lost their starting MLB and center.  It’s just that simple.  But I guess it’s McNabb’s fault that Stew Bradley tore his ACL.

5) Thick and thin guys, thick and thin.  And try to keep in mind, there’s been quite a lot of thick in the past ten years.  And no, not this Thicke: