Kasey Minnick

Since it is the last days of October's Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I felt this would be a good time to get in a rant before it would be outdated. As many of my readers know, I am a bartender at my hometown's local firehouse. Talks of the day among the bar-goers can vary from what the wives are making for dinner, how much they paid for their last tank of gas or Obama's latest policies.

I was talking to a fellow sports fan this past week (not an Eagles fan) and he said, "Well, you should be happy because your team is playing the Raiders this week." I automatically lashed right back at him and made a cliche remark about the movie "Any Given Sunday.

Even though I go to college in a Philadelphia suburb, it doesn't mean that all of my gripes need to be about the "hometown" teams. This week's gripe is much different and it's about a "respected" player that has been around the National Football League for 18 years.

Harry Kalas has been out of the sports world and the Phillies sports world, for roughly five and a half months now. I never had the opportunity to have a conversation with him, but I was privileged enough to meet him at "Cabrini Night at the Phillies" my junior year of college.

As I was debating on what issue irked me the most this week, my mind wandered to browsing the Internet. As I accessed my Facebook account, I saw that I had one event invitation. Because of this invitation, I chose my topic: Michael Vick's first regular season game with the Philadelphia Eagles.

Being from a small town with no football team and enrolling in a Division III college with no football team, plain and simple, sucks. I always envied the nearby high schools that on every Friday night would bundle up in the "letter" jackets, drive their decorated cars to football games and take part in a live sporting event that has its own unique feel.

As I was serving drinks at the local "hosie" in Weatherly this past Sunday, I was all smiles when the score read 17-7 in favor of my Philadelphia Eagles. After a shaky first quarter, things started to look up for the Eagles, as they seemed to get their helmets on straight.

The Philadelphia Phillies have actually won a championship since I have been alive. I don't think it has actually hit me yet and most likely won't hit me until the next World Series will be broadcast on national television. With that being said, there is no better feeling for a sports fan than to go to their ballpark, sit in the stands and take it all in.