I have been a fan of football, and the Philadelphia Eagles, for a very long time. Growing up, I never wanted to be a cheerleader but to this day I dream of being out on that field, protecting my quarterback as he throws one deep into the end zone for the winning touchdown. I did play vicariously through my sons, both of whom started in pee-wee leagues and finished at college as O-line hogs. And yes, for them I was definitely a cheerleader (often to their embarrassment).
As for the Eagles, the team has had a true Cinderella year. When the pundits wrote them off after Carson Wentz’s season-ending injury the team kept playing like the first-class athletes they are and never missed a beat. They truly are the personification of ‘there is no I in team’. As I write, they are 6 days away from suiting up against the Patriots to play for the Vince Lombardi Trophy. and while they prepare in Minneapolis I am busy preparing too. Normally, I am all about the traditional wings/nachos/chips & dips/beer refreshments but this year I am all about the Philly Spread (and I don’t mean offense).
I plan on serving Frank’s Soda (a classic Philly soda from my youth), Yuengling Beer (for those who can’t handle the Wishniak), authentic Philadelphia soft pretzels (left over from my holiday visit to Philly), Italian hoagies, steaks wit’ wiz, pork and broccoli rabe sandwiches, crab fries (a la’ Chickie and Pete’s), assorted Tastycakes and Luigi’s water ices. I won’t be able to replicate Formosa’s rolls for my sandwiches but can authentically replicate just about everything else I will serve.
What about you? Will you attend a Super Bowl party or watch from your couch? Are you pulling for another Tom Brady miracle win or, like me, rooting for the underdogs and a game for the ages? Here’s hoping I’ll be singing Fly Eagles Fly next Sunday night. E. A. G. L. E. S. Eagles!
*Fly Eagles Fly