Why I'm Raising My Kids Philly Sports Fans

Shame and pride

Before we get to our little reunion (I know you missed me, but I have a life, my computer was broken. Seriously. Thanks to the Dawg for fixing it), I wanted to give a shameless self promotion special thanks to newest Twitter follower (link) and fellow blogger Philly Gambles for doing a quick blip on a recent LB tweet. Check the post here and let this be a reminder to you that my Twitters are awesome and I never miss the chance to tell you I’m right promote other people’s cool stuff.

Being raised a good Catholic, I must confess when I sin against my fellow Man, in this case, my fellow Detroit sports fans. I guess this isn’t so much confession as it is explanation for why I’m choosing to parent my kid into following my rules of sports fandom (link) versus having her break them like I do. I mean, God forbid she fly into the wind and become a fraud Notre Dame or Cowboys fan. So, with all apologies to the D, it’s with a heavy heart, I admit...