This is my Facebook status for today: Spent a chunk of my day in the City of Not So Brotherly Love (Philadelphia). For those who haven’t been clued in, I am New York City born and bred. When I die, I will be New York City dead. I have been all over this country and dealt with sports fans, but Philly, you need some serious manners.
In all the cities I have been to wearing an opposing teams’ jersey, never have I been booed on the street or crowded by a mob of grown men who yelled “A Rangers fan! GET HER!” Grown men, people! Are you fucking kidding me?!? Thankfully I was with a very tall, very mean grown man who turned around and gave them a “Do NOT fuck with me.” look that shut them up and made them leave before I got a word in edge wise.
On my drive home I realized why I was getting all this negative attention. As I passed a billboard near the Wells Fargo Center, it clicked. The New York Rangers are playing the Philadelphia Flyers in the NHL playoffs and I happened to be wearing a lightweight Rangers jersey (that I have had for a good 12 years) over my t-shirt to combat the slight chill in the air. Last week a clerk at the post office booed me in good cheer, which I laughed off, but this was over the top and really negative.
For the record, I am cheering for the Colorado Avalanche in the NHL playoffs. I will NEVER cheer for the Flyers, nor will I ever support such disgusting, rude behavior from fans of any sport. People say New Yorkers are rude, but I am polishing my halo tonight! GO AVS! GO RANGERS!
And The Moon Sees All 