So Saturday we celebrated my mother’s 70th birthday by taking her to Lincoln Financial Field for a tour of the Philadelphia Eagles’ home. My mother is one of those militant Eagles fans, who demanded all her children followed her lead. As a result, I am a Broncos fan. Heh.
We arrived at the stadium and our tour guide Shaun welcomed us, explained the ground rules – most notably, don’t stray, because it is easy to get lost in the stadium – and led us into the depths of the Linc. Among the sights we enjoyed was the Eagles locker room, which is freakin’ enormous. Kyle took the occasion to get a photo in front of Sam Bradford’s locker. (Bradford is his favorite player.)
We were led out to the field, and were able to stand by the end zone. We couldn’t go on the grass because the grounds crew was painting the lines and logos for Sunday’s game against the Dolphins. Shaun really knew his stuff and obviously loved his job. Most of the facts we learned were more obscure, but really interesting, like the fact only four people in the Eagles’ organization have a key to the referee’s locker room. Everyone else is forbidden from being anywhere near it. And the first team to use the home locker room? Manchester United!
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While we were in the locker room, some season ticket holders were getting photos with cheerleaders. Julia freaked out when she saw them and asked if she could also have her picture taken. Shaun said yes, and viola. They even gave her pom-poms for the photo. Julia’s day was made. (I, of course, was unaffected by the cheerleaders. Self-control and all that)
We were taken up the the luxury boxes – in this case, it was the one owned by accounting firm KPMG – and were blown away. I really need to get wealthy. The view was amazing, the seats gently massaged our buttocks, and this particular room had a wall mural of Chuck Bednarik, possibly the toughest football player of all time.
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