This blog began as a way to record my musings about preparations and travels to the Winter Olympics in Vancouver, Canada February 16-27, 2010. From that amazing experience came this ongoing story of becoming a sports fan. You can follow my tales of awe, agony, and all the emotions in between as well as view pics from seasons of Phillies baseball. Along the way is a little Eagles football thrown in for fun, and even some astronomy and weather related tales. I feel lucky to have witnessed some historic games, some heartbreaking losses, but all wonderful when told from this new fan's point of view.

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2011 The Phillies do again, winning the Eastern Championship for the 5th straight year.
April 2012-Sept 27 2012 Not the best season for the Phillies
2013-We wait and see!

Story of the little girl who could

From my friend Peter, who passed on the outline of this inspired idea

Once there was a little girl who was on her way to the winter Olympics in Vancouver Canada. She was very excited to get to watch fantastic skaters and curling teams and hockey teams and skiers. But wait, she heard the said news that there wasn't enough snow for all the snowboarders and ski jumpers and skiers. They were going to cancel all those events unless someone had a plan to help Vancouver and Cypress Mountain.

This little girl had an amazing idea. There SHE was standing in 3 feet of snow in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. "Why not ship the snow to Cypress mountain?" she thought. "We don't need all that snow here, and they need it so, so much for the Olympics."

So, she put out a call to all of her friends, and all of their friends, and all of their friends, and the mayor, and the people her parents worked with, and all the kids at her school, and their friends, and their doctors and all their patients, and the mail carrier (for there was actually mail the day of the big storm) and all her neighbors, and their families, and the people who came around to shovel snow, and the drivers of the big plow trucks. She asked them to shovel their snow into big refrigerated trucks that would take the snow to the airport. At the airport would be waiting big refrigerated airplanes ready to take the snow all the way to British Columbia.

And so it happened that on the day after the record was set for the most snowfall in a single winter on the east coast of the United States, all of those people told all of their friends, who told all of their friends to shovel the snow into trucks stationed all over the city. The trucks rumbled down to the airport, where there were airplanes waiting to pick up the snow to make the trip all the way to the west coast of Canada.

Across the skies they flew on Thursday afternoon. People along the way looked up in awe at the formation of airplanes that was bringing new hope to the people of Vancouver. When the planes landed in Vancouver, the citizens cheered as the trucks that were waiting for the airplanes were piled higher and higher with the vast snow. AS the amazing caravan sped up the road to Cypress Mountain,Canadians stood and cheered the amazing caravan of snow that would save their Olympics.

And so it was that on the night of the Opening Ceremony, all people sang and cheered and smiled, knowing that the spirit of Olympic inspiration had made it possible for the games to go on.

Let the games begin!