Not even sure why, but I’m coming around on Harper. He’s got personality, flare, charisma, and the marks on his neck provide lasting evidence of Jonathan Papelbon’s dickheadedness. In the absence of virtually any star power in this city right now, I’d kill for a player like Harper in this town. Claude Giroux is probably the closest thing we’ve got, and he’s so far from this level it’s not even funny. The best he can do is wildly swing his stick in misplaced effort in yet another Flyers loss. We need a hero. A white knight. Or a dark knight. A douchebag like Harper to call our own. Someone. Anyone. For real, I may lose my mind if I have to keep blogging about the most pathetic sports city on Earth right now. Jim wrote a post before about T.J. McConnell, the Sixers point of whom you’ve never heard:
T.J. McConnell! An entire post! And I’m actually thinking about approving it. Why? Because we’re from Philadelphia… and we suck so bad right now.