A Blog about The World FUCKING Champion Philadelphia Phillies, from an obsessed fan's perspective.

Monday, January 26, 2009

First Off...

So, this is my first blogging experience. I didn't think I was really the blogging type, but why the hell not? I mean, if there is one thing in this world worth writing nonsense about on the internet that nobody is even going to read, why not make it about the World Fucking Champion Philadelphia Phillies, right?

First things first, I'm not your typical Philadelphia Phillies fan. I wasn't born in the Philly area. I don't have family from there. I'd never even been further east than Ohio until I made a trip this past season for the 4th of July Phillies/Mets series at the Bank. I don't know how I became a Phillies fan. I think I just saw John Kruk on TV as a kid and was like "damn, that dude is bad as fuck," and then became a fan. No telling, really. I live in Indiana, and we don't have a major league team. My parents would take me to Cincinnati and St. Louis to see the Phils as a kid. I remember Pete Incaviglia almost hitting me with chewing tobacco during Spring Training back in the day. My 2nd grade teacher had a shrine to the Phils in the classroom for me. I cried the day my mom woke me up and told me the Krukster retired. I've got a Phillies tattoo on my left arm. I spend a ridiculous amount of money every year on road trips in the midwest to see the Fightins, subscribe to MLB.tv just to watch every game on a damn 16 inch screen, and spend hours every day obsessing and reading about the Phils transactions and rumors in the offseason.

I don't claim to be more knowledgable than anyone else when it comes to the Phillies or baseball in general. I just know that I'm probably more obsessed with them than anyone I know is of anything else. I have a deep passion for Philly baseball, and a ridiculous hatred for the New York Mets. So, if you do as well, we'll probably get along well.

So, just because I'm not from Philly doesn't mean I didn't cry that October night when that devestating slider fooled Hinske. I sprayed champagne everywhere. I still get goosebumps watching and rewatching highlights from the series. I'm just like you, except I've got a midwestern accent.

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