Man, I’m glad I’m not in Philadelphia. I wouldn’t get a wink of sleep.
I was in Philly in a hotel (they had the best snapper soup in Philly) when the Sixers won the NBA championship. Philadelphia fans thought it was appropriate to celebrate by driving around Center City honking their horns. I was, frankly, so angry I was trying to figure out how to open the window in the hotel and throw things at the street.
But this a good team, full of good guys who are genuinely likable, and I’m glad they won.
And, as Samuel Pepys would have said, to bed.