-hockey isn't as big a deal here as everyone thinks
-people here can be pretty nice, if you're not a stuck up a hole
-in terms of sports, we have lots of pride, and yeah, we know the eagles suck, let us cling to our hopes and dreams, mkay? Besides, the phillies are pretty good
-there are some very nice places with some very high end cafe's, shops, etc. And then there are places that look like shit. There is no one way to describe Philadelphia.
-the stereotypical Philadelphian will most likely be found in south Philly, also home to real Italian food.
-yeah, we've got a lot of bums, but if you don't look like a total moron, then they generally leave you alone
-pat's and geno's suck! To find a real Philly cheesesteak, you must find the most run down, diviest place imaginable. Like Johns roast pork.
-we've got some pretty friggin cool tourist attractions, including the art museum, Franklin institute, not even to mention numerous historical sites.
So yeah, maybe we can be obnoxious, and yeah, maybe some of us have a weight problem, and yeah, most of us can't drive, but Philly has a real heart and soul, and is home to some of the best people you could meet, and you'd have to be a total, pretentious ass not to see that.
The Liberty Bell.
Man...what were they thinking?! Pink and baby blue?!
and Tasty Kakes for dessert. It is where there is a Wawa on every corner, and you look forward to the 1st day of Spring when Rita's gives out free "wooder" ice. It is where you know it's a hoagie, not a sub and the shore, not the beach. Most importantly, where everyone is brothers and it is ok to say hello to someone you don't know if they are a birds fan. That is Philadelphia, the city of Brotherly Love... Outsiders will never understand
-And by the way, the only reason "The Real World" initially cancelled shooting in Philly was because of the Unions. With that worked out, it is coming back and filming this spring.
Anyone that does not like Philadelphia or its residents is simply jealous. Jealous of our uniqueness. Jealous of our passion for sports, no matter what the score is they still represent our blue-collar heritage. Jealous of our extremeness. Jealous of our overwhelming personalities. Jealous of the way we pour our hearts into everything we do. Jealous of our food. And most importantly, jealous of our pride.
We don’t care what others think. We don’t try to be like any other city. We simply are who we are. The Vet was not an arena that held sporting events, it was our family. It holds memories for every resident. The Philadelphia flair is something that is imbedded is us since birth. We can speak to other Philadelphians in our slang and feel an unwritten camaraderie that cannot be shared by others. Our life is our city and it is something that no one understands unless you are truly from here.
For those that are not fans: Please continue to tell us how much you don’t like us or our city because it only gives us more fuel to tell you why we are and always will be better than you.
Philadelphia - The Birthplace of America.