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This was the scene inside the Phoenix as the Giants won game 4 of the NLCS against those John’s Roast Pork-stuft, Pat’s vs Gino’s-arguing, Tacconelli’s (best pizza in the world) eating, Murray’s Deli frequenting, allegedly always-sunny Philadelphia Phillies.
Kind of reminds me of the scene at the Phoenix during the World Cup when Landon Donavon scored that awesome goal to propel the USA past Algeria in the group stage.
Where are you watching the Giants grab the pennant?
TK has a number of thoughts on the matter. Here’s a taste:
I don’t even like GBA as a song, and I like even less the forced patriotism of being told to treat it like some secret national anthem. I guess this took off after 9/11 and then just stuck, like permanent war and the TSA. Go ahead and call me un-American if you must, but I’m happy with the one national anthem we already have.
Read the rest, and watch the video, here.
But that’s just me. Maybe I’m not adventurous enough.
I’m sitting on the walklet eating a slice of potato-pesto, when a dude in a burgundy robe wanders into traffic and attempts to pluck an antenna topper off a moving automobile. He misses, the car bumps him and he spins across the double yellow lines and into another moving car. He bounces off that one, finds his footing, regains his composure, mutters some swears and then goes back to bumming cigarettes from patrons at Revolution:
Note that he is wielding a bright-blue broomstick for some reason.
That’s right, Converse is letting you customize your All Stars now. Which means I can finally get some traditional maroon low-tops in a half size. Or you can celebrate the Giants or whatever. Or create an homage to your favorite pair of late-’80s Visions:
It’s real vintage, handmade-looking, felty. Small though, so you’ve gotta have a pretty small head.
For sale now at Afterlife on Valencia.
Oh, and there’s only one.
Okay, this picture doesn’t do it justice, but what picture possibly could? (Well, Todd Lappin might do a decent job.)
In any case, this dude came barreling down Market Street at top speed on a fully loaded shopping cart, squeaking through the Octavia intersection right as the light turned yellow. How’d he time it just right like that? I can’t even seem to get it right on a bike, with brakes and speeds — and steering!
What an athlete!!
Before breaking into a spirited rendition of Piazza, New York Catcher, Stuart inquired about our pennant-racing boys in black (and orange):
I don’t know how the game ended up today. Oh? It wasn’t good, eh? Not to worry, we’re bringing it back home 1-1. That’s how you want it to be, really.
Those Phillies don’t stand a chance.
Where will you be on Tuesday at 4:20?
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