NYC-SPC Photo Brief: Eagles Super Bowl Parade
Victor and I hopped on a bolt bus from New York to the Eagles Parade in Philly yesterday. I've always tried to avoid sports culture my whole life. I have never been able to hang with the expectations of competitive masculinity, drinking that much beer, or sitting through anything in front of a TV for three hours.
After yesterday, I actually feel like I've been missing out this whole time. All of Center City was the biggest display of public intoxication and exuberance I'd ever seen, and I desperately tried to think when the last time I felt I could celebrate, yell, and dance that hard was. And I couldn't. Maybe this is the joy my life has been missing beyond being able to afford delivery once a month after work.
