This morning, the Philadelphia Inquirer wasted valuable advertising space by printing the nonsensical ramblings of one, Frank Fitzpatrick.
He starts off his mess-of-an-article by painting a (blurry) picture of a person he saw in the airport yesterday. Something about tattoos, a Phillies hat, basketball shorts and a gold chain. Then he goes:
The temperature-immune traveler had Philadelphia sports fan written all
over him - or would have had there been room amid the tattoos.
Gee, what gave it away Frankie? Could it have been... I don't know... THE PHILLIES HAT!?
Very observant, that Fitzy.
But that was just a teaser into the best part of his article; where he goes in-depth on "How to spot a Philly sports fan." Let's take a look at some of them, shall we?
The guy drinking rum and coke at 9 in the morning who on 9/11 asked the bartender to switch the channel to the Wings game.
Wow. That one hurt, Frank. Not offended-hurt. More like, that was by far the dumbest thing I've ever read and you insulted my intelligence-hurt. Fitzy is always coming up with great topical humor bits like this. And since when did Wings games start being played at 9 in the morning? If you're gonna offend people and not be funny, the least you could do is be realistic.
Need more ways to spot a Philly fan? No problem, Frankie has you covered:
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