The Philadelphia Eagles are in the Super Bowl. For this reason only,
this list is a week later than normal. See, I normally type this out
pre-Oscar nominations so as not to be influenced by them. Influence
means going from not liking a movie to hating it. It never goes the
opposite way. I didn't find new appreciation in SEABISCUIT post
nomination time last year.
So I purposely waited a week because I couldn't write this list before
the NFC Championship game because I'd be too jittery. And I couldn't
write it immediately after the game because I'd either be too
enthusiastic and forgiving or unremittingly depressed, i.e. –
foregoing any top ten list—they all sucked balls and I hate my life,
etc.
For those of you who think it childish that I get so worked up about a
football team—first off, fuck you, YOU'RE childish. Secondly, I'm
from the Delaware Valley. Finally, I'm a transplant to Los Angeles.
Watching my teams on TV makes me feel like I'm at home. I could have
just returned from Wawa or heard the word wutter (water) or overcome
poison ivy. But then I cough from the bad air, eat good sushi, and
sit outside in a T-shirt on a January day. It's not that I hate Los
Angeles, it's that I love southeastern Pennsylvania. Sue me. Go
Iggles.
Mom's note: This entry was written on the week in between the Division Championships and the Super Bowl, so I thought it only appropriate to include another of Sammy's obsessions as part of the blog, along with the unexpurgated language....
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