I’m filling in for Ross this week with Asshole of the Week, and the honorable fossilized simpleton from Pennsylvania, Arlen Specter, is my selection for this prestigious award. This camera-ready attention whore, who is so desperate for air time that he calls up 610-WIP every Monday morning and eagerly reveals how little he knows about Philadelphia sports while the majority of the hosts' mics are turned off in order to stifle their stupefied laughter, spent this past Wednesday meeting with NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell getting down and dirty about why Goodell destroyed the illegal tapes seized from noted cheater and sore loser, New England Patriots coach Bill Belichick. The meeting came on the heels of the delusional Specter stating that the destruction of these tapes was reminiscent of the CIA’s destruction of tapes depicting torturous Al Qaeda suspect interrogations. The guy who invented the Single Bullet theory out of the recesses of his furtive imagination now sees it as his job to question other people's reasoning abilities, raving about how all the Commissioner had to do was lock up the tapes to keep them from being distributed, which Goodell states is his main reason for banishing the videos to the trash compacter (make no mistake about it, Goodell’s excuse is probably bullshit, but who cares?). Utilizing the folksy, common-man charm that has allowed the Pennsylvania senior senator to be reelected five times, Specter waxed poetic about the American citizens’ right to “honest football games.”
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The Giants), I didn't gloat too much to my New Englander friends. And I certainly didn't go out and mock every Patriots jersey-wearing sportsfan at the bar around the corner. (Yes, believe it or not, there are some Pats fans in Philly.)
We're kicking off a new regular feature today, and here it is! "Can't Miss This!" should be going up every weekday for the foreseeable future and, as you may have already guessed, it'll feature a handful of events going on that day in and around the city that we think are so cool you should make sure not to miss them. Hope you enjoy it!
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What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.
What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.
Dear Mr. McNabb, My name is Stu Pidass, attorney and agent for Mr. William Hayes. I’m writing you today, on behalf of Mr. Hayes, for one reason and one reason only: to apologize. Mr. Hayes regrets that he cannot be the man to write this piece, but he has dispatched me in his stead because of three factors. First of all, he is physically incapable of admitting when he is wrong. Just ask his wife,...
Here’s the thing: I’m not really big on moral victories. I’d like to sit here and give props to A.J. Feeley for almost leading a 24-point underdog to a victory over arguably the greatest team in the history of football. I’d love to throw hosannas toward Andy Reid for his ballsy play-calling and ability to keep the team focused in the face of a city full of non-believers (myself DEFINITELY included). I’d treasure the opportunity...
Let’s get this out of the way early: The Eagles season is still, for all intents and purposes, OVER. To have a chance at the playoffs, they would have to win every game but one. And that is good because the game against the Patriots can already be put in the books. The team from New England is going to stomp the Eagles like Editor Jill running into a disgusting, yet otherwise harmless, cockroach. When you factor in games like the visit to clearly superior Dallas, the trip to struggling yet dangerous New Orleans, and a likely chokejob against a stiff like Miami or Buffalo, the Eagles really have no chance in hell of making the playoffs. But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy yourself and laugh your ass off when the Birds eke out a game that they had no business winning against the self-sabotaging Washington Redskins. If that team should happen to have a nickname that is abhorrent to a whole race of people, so be it! So sit back, relax and soak in the glory of this meaningless, mid-November victory against a hopeless also-ran! It’s diary-time!
In the last few weeks, the Eagles have looked absolutely anemic against the Giants, snatched defeat from the jaws of victory against da' Bears, and unimpressively beaten a couple hopeless teams in the Jets and the Vikings by a mere touchdown apiece. So forgive me for not being that optimistic about Sunday night's game against the Cowboys. Sure, our defense has been fairly solid... if we forget that last 1:57 of the Bears game, where we managed to make Brian Griese look like Jon Elway. But the Cowboys are the best offense not wearing New England Patriots uniforms that we'll see this year. I've resigned myself to getting beaten, probably badly, by our arch-rivals. So much so, in fact, that I won't be watching Sunday night's game. Instead, I'll be spending Sunday night with another rival: Paper Rival.
Protest over national vs. regional chains, the never-ending debate over the place of cars and bicycles in our metropolises, professional sports scandals, remembering a solemn day, and being issued a search warrant - it all happened across our sites this week!
Seattlest has a talk with the photographer from last week's "Segway Mom" and then experiences some dissension in the ranks over the question of wine vs. beer. It's not West Side Story, but about as close as they'll get. They're also still waiting on some inbox relief after a spammer is arrested.
What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.
You know who's going to be upset about those Bikini Bandits? The Houston school system. Houstonist also reports on some redevelopment shenanigans over a landmark theater.
Believe it or not, Philadelphia isn't the only city with blogs. So, we decide to take a look around the world, examining their every blog and choosing the best posts. Coincidentally, they all came from within the Gothamist network. Can you imagine that? Craziness.

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