Eagles Fans Waited 18,648 Days to Get In

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Ever wait in line on a cold Saturday night hoping you’ll get into Hop Sing Laundromat? Maybe you tried to grab a drink at the Ranstead Room and had to put your name on a list, but never received a call that they were ready for you. Turned away from the Palizzi Social Club because you didn’t have a membership and they weren’t taking any new members? Did I see you getting turned away from the Pen & Pencil at 2:50 a.m. because you weren’t a member and didn’t work in the service industry?

Those are all great Philly institutions, but the reality is that the waiting sucks. The rejection sucks.

Eagles fans, we have basically been waiting 51 years behind the velvet ropes on a blustery winter night, toes frozen, buzz-wearing off, watching cool kid after cool kid enter the hottest club in all of North America. The Super Bowl Club opened its doors on January  15, 1967 and we’ve stood line with grit and determination ever since.

We’ve been close. We’ve been next on the list, front of the line. For one reason or another the football gods bouncing the door or holding the guest list never let us in. Someone always trumped us.

An outcast camaraderie flourished outside the club. The kind of kinship one forms with others while waiting to argue a parking ticket or survive jury duty. We related to the uncool kids from Detroit, Jacksonville, Cincinnati, Cleveland, St. Louis, San Diego, Atlanta, Carolina, Texas, Nashville, and even those whiny folks from Minnesota, but we couldn’t wait to leave them. To hear our name called.

On Sunday February 4th, 2018, Philadelphia Eagles fans’ 18,648-day wait ended. The football gods called our names. We are in the Super Bowl Club.

Sometimes after you wait for entrance into those swanky clubs the place will be a dud, half-empty and of poor quality. It’s not the case with Ranstead, Hop Sing, Palizzi Social Club, and PNP. (well, sometimes PNP) And, it’s not the case with the Super Bowl Club.

It is F*CKING AMAZING. It’s as good as we thought while waiting to get it. Hell, it’s even be better, just don’t tell that to the Browns fans.

Philly is in the Club. We are at the cool kids table. And there ain’t no one that can kick us out no matter how rowdy we get. We are forever in the Super Bowl Club.

*(ahem….Palizzi and P&P, I’m still waiting for my memberships)