Deliberately damaging, setting ablaze, or otherwise destroying public or private property in order to celebrate the victory of a local sports team.
Burning a cop car in protest of institutionalized racism and murder – the act of animals and cowards and beasts.
But, tipping over food trucks and setting a tree on fire because the Eagles beat the Cowboys? Hell, that’s just some lovable, American hijinks… an ol’fashioned boozy good time!
I don’t get it. That said…
Here’s the thing: I really don’t want to go to work tomorrow.
Lucky for me… now that the Eagles are in the Super Bowl, Center City Philadelphia is gonna burn to the ground in a bright green conflagration. I can hear the sound of it now – wave after wave of screaming, horn-blaring jocks… an endless caravan of beer-sloshing jabronis.
It’s gonna be the Battle of Blackwater Wyldfyre hellish here in the City of Brotherly Love, and Sisterly Affection, and Eagles Fan Terrorism.
Farewell, my friends.
Civilization was fun while it lasted.