Christmas in Philadelphia

51 days.
Pitchers and catchers report to spring training in Clearwater, Florida.
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Comments

susan said…
Very Pretty. All is missing is a statue of the Phanatic.

Or did they ditch the Phanatic when they tore Veterans Stadium down?

Happy Holidays Anthony. And kitty.
December 25, 2008 at 7:32 PM
Anonymous said…
Very cool picture!

The green is pretty....in a pierce your eyes sort of way. Very cool indeedy.
December 25, 2008 at 9:45 PM
Anthony said…
susan: The Phanatic would have been backfill if I had anything to say about it, but he's still running around. Forever, I suppose.

kimmyk: I missed the twilight by about 30 minutes, but after driving over the bridge ($4 - Merry Christmas) I figured I'd make something out of it. There's an Eagles game across the street on Sunday, so the street won't be vacant too many more days until they take the tree down.
December 26, 2008 at 2:20 PM
Firestarter5 said…
$4 to cross a bridge? That better be a long ass bridge that serves coffee and donuts.
December 26, 2008 at 3:33 PM
Anthony said…
It's your standard bridge. The Walt Whitman Bridge. It's a mile or so long. No refreshments.

It's going to be $5 next year!

Add that to the parking and I'm already out $20 before I ever see a pitch.
December 26, 2008 at 3:38 PM
susan said…
It was 8 dollars to cross the GW Bridge or the Tappan Zee last I checked.

Anthony, regarding the phanatic- I was a little girl when we went to the games and lets face it, when you are like 10 or 11 or 12, the Phanatic is cool. And he was designed by the late Jim Henson. Like I said. To a pre-teenager he was one cool green dude.
December 26, 2008 at 4:23 PM
Kate Michele said…
is that per person? i want to make sure i have dollars :-P

xoxoxox
December 26, 2008 at 6:37 PM
Anthony said…
susan: Imagine you're a kid who grew up being taken to Phillies games by his dad in old Connie Mack Stadium, where the big deal was the black soot that would collect on your car while you were at the game.
Now, take that kid and plop him down in a modern ballpark with its big screen, blaring music and green mascots. The adult ain't gonna be happy.
That makes me, in sports terms, a purist.

k8: Per car. Load 'em up!
December 26, 2008 at 6:51 PM
susan said…
Ya make a good point, I forgot about Connie Mack stadium. But didn't you like the 3 things that would go off when the pHils got a home run in Veterans Stadium? I recall one was the liberty bell- I cannot recall the other two. I'm old.....
December 26, 2008 at 7:39 PM
Anthony said…
Well, there was Philadelphia Phil and Phyllis (or was it Phillis?) and those Dancing Waters in center field.
December 26, 2008 at 9:38 PM
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