Stranger in a strange land

Your Center City Correspondent had an entertaining Saturday night, compliments of Lincoln Financial Field and Miss Taylor Swift.  She played a concert there last night.  I had vaguely heard about her because she is a local girl from Reading, PA, but I could not tell you one song she ever recorded.  And when I talked to people about her, they assured me that the majority of the concert-goers would be young girls and their mothers.  And boy, were they right.  It was easily 80% females, which is probably a conservative estimate.  And when those 60,000 people screamed their approval of the songstress, the noise they made was frightening, ear-shattering, jet engine loud.   So you take this little wisp of a talented young lady, add musicians, dancers, and high-tech video screens, along with a world-class sound system and fireworks and thousands of adoring fans and you have a great night for the fans.   I had to come home and play a few Springsteen songs to get my old-man mojo going again.

 So after a summer of soccer games, Kenny Chesney, U2 and Taylor Swift, it’s back to football.  The pre-season starts this week, with real games just a few weeks away.  I gotta tell you, working an Eagles game is so much easier for an usher; at least those fans aren’t screaming at a high pitch, and they know where their seats are.

A note from the bandwagon: the Phillies haven’t lost a game this week and have expanded their division lead to a gaudy 9.5 games.  They are hitting on a much more timely basis and the pitching is living up to our lofty expectations.  They are a delight to watch.  Let’s hope this continues into late October.