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It's in a Philly sports fan's nature to bitch and moan about the often nonsensical moves made by the people in charge of our sports teams. Of course, we're not always rational beings ourselves. Hell, we're getting excited about the Sixers, who are—let's face it—a mediocre basketball team. So how can we possibly expect the people who run our teams to be rational? But we've just about had it with the Eagles' front office. It's not that Asante Samuel isn't a blue-chip cornerback. But is the guy who dropped an easy interception that would have sealed up the Super Bowl and a perfect season for his team worth $57 million over the next six years? Especially considering that, just last off season, the Birds didn't want to pony up the cash for Donte' Stallworth, who, by the way, signed a seven-year, $35 million deal with Cleveland this week. Maybe Stallworth isn't a true top-tier wide receiver, but the Eagles don't even have a "pretty good" wide receiver. We don't need a receiver who can stretch the field so that defenses don't just lock in on Brian Westbrook or anything. Plus, signing Samuel means that either Sheldon Brown or, more likely, Lito Sheppard will be heading out the door. Some Birds fans are pretty excited about signing Samuel. Anyone else remember when we were excited about getting Jevon Kearse and Takeo Spikes? Yeah, we cut both of them in the course of a week. (The Kearse cut doesn't bother us, but we're a little disheartened by losing Spikes, as it leaves the Birds' linebacking corps without a veteran leader.) Oh, and the whole city was super excited when we got Terrell Owens. That worked out well for us.
Dear Philadelphia:
Put down the Pabst, folks, Philly Beer Week has officially begun. Beer enthusiasts and general tipplers alike can treat their palates to city-wide specials on Philly's numerous local craft brews and imports.
What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend
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The windows you see above are on the same building. It's a building we pass regularly on our way to and from the gym. It's located on the corner of Spruce and Juniper, at 1321 Spruce, and the lettering on the front door correctly identifies its location. But if you go around the corner, the window signage indicates that you've suddenly traveled eleven blocks south to Juniper and Wharton. Looking around, though, you notice you haven't been teleported – the window is just wrong. It's less a proofreading error and more a fact-checking one, but no less embarrassing than misspelling your name or livelihood.

Phillyist VIP: Matt Nelson
Don’t know about you, but when we think about driving in the city we start to get slight palpitations. Part of it could be that we’re used to walking and Septa; the thought of paying exorbitant amounts to park in UCity on a Friday night convinces us that the El isn’t so bad after all. Plus, there’s storage: when we were living on the outskirts of Center City a parking spot would have cost 2/3 of our rent. Don’t get us started on the exhaust fumes, particularly those from the ancient chariots some of us have to drive around in because after parking costs we can’t afford an upgrade. But there are times when having a car is a necessity, even in the city. You need one to escape the heat and exhaust for the cool ocean breeze in the summer for instance, or to do an IKEA run. And so a balance must be struck.
Ghostly Women
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“Let me first say that it was not my intention to be a Pain in the Ass. I was far too lazy, arrogant and insecure to think I could ever be one. Apparently I was halfway there.
Philadelphia, let's start acting like real basketball fans.
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In about a week and a half, singer/songwriter Johnathan Rice is going to be down at Stubb's in Austin, supporting no less a band than R.E.M. at South by Southwest. But luckily for those of us who live up here in Philly and won't be able to make it to the big party in Austin, Rice is currently touring with Matt Costa, and will be a little closer to us tomorrow night, at the First Unitarian Church. (Hope you've already got tickets, because unfortunately the show is sold out!) Why is that lucky? Because Rice is a pretty big talent. His latest album, Further North, released at the end of last year, is a strong collection of indie rock with a bit of an alt-country flavor; the sound reminds us of the Wallflowers and Josh Ritter. The strongest track is probably the supremely catchy "Hard to Believe," but "THC" and "The Ballad of King Coyote" are nearly as excellent. To get a better idea what he sounds like, stream "End of the Affair" in Windows Media Player or Quicktime formats, or check out the video for "We're All Stuck out in the Desert" embedded here. You can also download some free MP3s over at the R5 website, as this show is indeed another R5 production.
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The Sixers are still motoring along, posting a win over the Orlando Magic on Wednesday night (101-89), and fueling… playoff fever? We’ve felt this before, haven’t we Philly? Breathe through it. It’s not worth the morning after remorse. They’re not home again until March 7; hopefully they’ll keep up the winning away against Golden State (tonight 10:30PM), Phoenix (tomorrow 9PM), and the LA Clippers (Monday at 10:30PM); you can catch all on SportsNet.
What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.
Phillybits has another great submission for us this week, and writes: "What's funny is that on an older faded sign for the same business, they have it spelled right."

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