Me and my 2 million friends
Yes I was nuts, but its something I had to do. To get off for the day, all I had to do was write something about Charlie on how wrong I was and run the picture above.
Mission accomplished.
I knew I needed to be in Philly on Friday, but just wasn’t real sure about going.
I started my trek down after getting some coffee and breakfast and didn’t hit any traffic until that spot on 322 where the McDonald’s, the car wash and the old Miami Motors is. It was a long wait, probably 45 minutes to get those that mess, plus a bathroom break.
But once I got on 95, it was a pretty clear shot to the stadium area. As I was listening to WIP going down, things didn’t sound that promising about me seeing the parade, so I put a game plan in motion.
I go into the stadium area and if its packed and I can’t find a place to park close, I’ll head to a bar/restaurant or turn around and come back.
Well, I found a place to park after a few trips around the block across the street from the bank and there were only a few thousand nuts standing around at 11 a.m.
So as I walked around the stadium, I found out where the parade was going past and much to my surprise there wasn’t anyone standing along the ropes in the left field area along Citizen’s Bank Way.
How could I be so lucky? So I got my place right along the rope, met some really nice people and felt like I won a $1 million.
As it started to fill up, we stared to have some fun with the people looking for places to stand and things were looking good. I had a good feel of things.
The sites were something to behold prior to the parade. I thought I was at a distributor for a while, any kind of beer passed my way. Didn’t even realize they still made Pabst. The people, for the most part were orderly.
About the only regret was there was no one selling anything outside the stadium.
As it came time for the parade to come past my location, it got packed and all at once, the rope went down and I went from the first row (sorry Bob Uecker) to sixth row, but still a prime location.
I cheered loudly as the World Champions went past and then became the long walk back to the car, carefully stepping over thousands of cans.
While it took me four hours to get back, I would have to say this is a once in a lifetime experience that I will always remember and never forget and something I probably won’t do again.
After the summer I had, the Phils winning the World Championship and going to the parade was definitely one of the best days of my life.
I listened to the ceremony waiting in traffic to get on 95 and that had the people stuck in traffic going nuts as well.
I got to see my new heros and a couple of others as well.
Me and two million of my new friends.
Mission accomplished.
I knew I needed to be in Philly on Friday, but just wasn’t real sure about going.
I started my trek down after getting some coffee and breakfast and didn’t hit any traffic until that spot on 322 where the McDonald’s, the car wash and the old Miami Motors is. It was a long wait, probably 45 minutes to get those that mess, plus a bathroom break.
But once I got on 95, it was a pretty clear shot to the stadium area. As I was listening to WIP going down, things didn’t sound that promising about me seeing the parade, so I put a game plan in motion.
I go into the stadium area and if its packed and I can’t find a place to park close, I’ll head to a bar/restaurant or turn around and come back.
Well, I found a place to park after a few trips around the block across the street from the bank and there were only a few thousand nuts standing around at 11 a.m.
So as I walked around the stadium, I found out where the parade was going past and much to my surprise there wasn’t anyone standing along the ropes in the left field area along Citizen’s Bank Way.
How could I be so lucky? So I got my place right along the rope, met some really nice people and felt like I won a $1 million.
As it started to fill up, we stared to have some fun with the people looking for places to stand and things were looking good. I had a good feel of things.
The sites were something to behold prior to the parade. I thought I was at a distributor for a while, any kind of beer passed my way. Didn’t even realize they still made Pabst. The people, for the most part were orderly.
About the only regret was there was no one selling anything outside the stadium.
As it came time for the parade to come past my location, it got packed and all at once, the rope went down and I went from the first row (sorry Bob Uecker) to sixth row, but still a prime location.
I cheered loudly as the World Champions went past and then became the long walk back to the car, carefully stepping over thousands of cans.
While it took me four hours to get back, I would have to say this is a once in a lifetime experience that I will always remember and never forget and something I probably won’t do again.
After the summer I had, the Phils winning the World Championship and going to the parade was definitely one of the best days of my life.
I listened to the ceremony waiting in traffic to get on 95 and that had the people stuck in traffic going nuts as well.
I got to see my new heros and a couple of others as well.
Me and two million of my new friends.
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