There is a scene in my all-time favorite sports movie where Billy Dee Williams stands at the podium, fondles an award and says (with tears in his eyes) “I love Brian Piccolo.”
I can’t see that movie without breaking down into a useless puddle of mush. Neither can my uncle, so I know it’s not a stupid girl thing.
Today, with news of a retirement, I’m reminded of that scene.
Come home, B-Dawk. Retire as an Eagle. Forget those idiots in the front office.
Because you’re the Brian we in Philly will always love.