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As many of you know I live in South Florida and grew up in Southern California and Arizona. Needless to say my exposure to the North East is fairly small in scope. Like many a cardinal fan I have read the "Petition to Pottsville" thread and know the story well enough of the Maroons that I can recite it verbatim. Still I wasn't sure what state Pottsville was in and was more then sure I would never step foot in the city as I tend not to be the superstitious type anyway.
Well I have been seriously dating this girl who happens to be from central Pennsylvania and am currently visiting her family for a week long event filled vacation. This is my first time in this state and needless to say this has been quite the experience for a west coast raised city boy like myself.
Yesterday while many of the girls went to a spa the men of the family decided to visit the Yuengling Brewery. I knew very little about Yuengling other then they were America's first brewery and that they had a delicious lager that was rare to find on tap in bars.
So as we are driving through the rolling hills of Pennsylvania we end up approaching the brewery and Lo and Behold - I see a sign that says "Welcome to Pottsville". Needless to say I failed to make the connection.
But as we continue to roll down the main street I see a sign that says "Home of the Pottsville Maroons - 1925 football champions" and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Totally randomly I am in the cursed town of Pottsville that has held a hex over my favorite sports passion like a vice grip. As I began to tell the story of the defeat in the Championship game and subsequesnt overturn - all the family members looked at me like I was crazy. But they could tell I was passionate enough that we would have to stop by the monument commemorating the "championship" after our tour of the brewery.
So after the brewery I was dropped off at the monument that declared the controversail decision - located up Centre street on the corner of Race st. Unsure of what to do (I would have thrown a Cardinal sticker on the damn thing if I had one!) I took out some "holy water" splashed the sign, said numerous prayers and hossanas and hail marys, and prayed to god - any god - to save my burdened Cardinals and bring me the type of football peace I have not seen since that fateful day in Dallas over a decade ago. I then took a picture and we proceeded to the "Pottsville Maroons" Sports bar where me and the guys took a shot in the name of bringing down the curse.
I wanted to stay longer and look at the memrobilia but being I was in the company of a bunch of Steeler and Eagle fans I could tell their patience was wearing thin. But I have to say I feel better then ever about this season and like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.
I didn't expect this and it was definitely an added bonus in my trip. I figured I would let the ASFN community know as I imagine its not often one of us gets up there.
IF we make the playoffs this year I'm thinking it will be less Matt Leinart/Wiz but more to do with my trip to Pottsville where (hopefully) I took down almost 80 years of curse.
As many of you know I live in South Florida and grew up in Southern California and Arizona. Needless to say my exposure to the North East is fairly small in scope. Like many a cardinal fan I have read the "Petition to Pottsville" thread and know the story well enough of the Maroons that I can recite it verbatim. Still I wasn't sure what state Pottsville was in and was more then sure I would never step foot in the city as I tend not to be the superstitious type anyway.
Well I have been seriously dating this girl who happens to be from central Pennsylvania and am currently visiting her family for a week long event filled vacation. This is my first time in this state and needless to say this has been quite the experience for a west coast raised city boy like myself.
Yesterday while many of the girls went to a spa the men of the family decided to visit the Yuengling Brewery. I knew very little about Yuengling other then they were America's first brewery and that they had a delicious lager that was rare to find on tap in bars.
So as we are driving through the rolling hills of Pennsylvania we end up approaching the brewery and Lo and Behold - I see a sign that says "Welcome to Pottsville". Needless to say I failed to make the connection.
But as we continue to roll down the main street I see a sign that says "Home of the Pottsville Maroons - 1925 football champions" and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Totally randomly I am in the cursed town of Pottsville that has held a hex over my favorite sports passion like a vice grip. As I began to tell the story of the defeat in the Championship game and subsequesnt overturn - all the family members looked at me like I was crazy. But they could tell I was passionate enough that we would have to stop by the monument commemorating the "championship" after our tour of the brewery.
So after the brewery I was dropped off at the monument that declared the controversail decision - located up Centre street on the corner of Race st. Unsure of what to do (I would have thrown a Cardinal sticker on the damn thing if I had one!) I took out some "holy water" splashed the sign, said numerous prayers and hossanas and hail marys, and prayed to god - any god - to save my burdened Cardinals and bring me the type of football peace I have not seen since that fateful day in Dallas over a decade ago. I then took a picture and we proceeded to the "Pottsville Maroons" Sports bar where me and the guys took a shot in the name of bringing down the curse.
I wanted to stay longer and look at the memrobilia but being I was in the company of a bunch of Steeler and Eagle fans I could tell their patience was wearing thin. But I have to say I feel better then ever about this season and like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.
I didn't expect this and it was definitely an added bonus in my trip. I figured I would let the ASFN community know as I imagine its not often one of us gets up there.
IF we make the playoffs this year I'm thinking it will be less Matt Leinart/Wiz but more to do with my trip to Pottsville where (hopefully) I took down almost 80 years of curse.