Ridin' The 7 Line as a Son of Ben
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Ridin' The 7 Line as a Son of Ben
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"In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood." ~Henry David Thoreau
Who are “we”?
January 27, 2025 at 6:04 PM
It’s because their handle has to be their domain to be secure and verified. That’s how verified accounts work here. Same with SoB
January 12, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Happy Holidays, faithful Sons of Ben! Let’s carry this passion into 2025 and beyond, standing strong for our Boys in Blue. 💙💛

#Doop #AdFinemFideles #UnionBuilt #SoB #PhilaUnion @sonsofben.com @philaunion.bsky.social
December 25, 2024 at 10:10 PM
As the match ended strong and the whistle did sound,
The Sons of Ben cheered, joy unbound.
And I heard them exclaim, as we marched out of sight:
“Happy matchday to all, and to all a DOOP night!”
December 25, 2024 at 10:10 PM
The badge on their chests and the rattlesnake’s might,
Showed the world once again, Philly’s ready to fight.
We sang and we chanted, ‘til our voices gave way,
For the Union, our club, on this magical day.
December 25, 2024 at 10:10 PM
The players were clad in their navy and gold,
With hearts full of fire, determined and bold.
Their feet, how they danced! Their shots, how precise!
Their passion igniting the stadium twice.
December 25, 2024 at 10:10 PM
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the pitch,
The sweet sound of DOOP, our victorious switch.
As I drew in my breath and stood up with a cheer,
I knew in my heart, another win was near.
December 25, 2024 at 10:10 PM
As Sons of Ben roar when the whistle does blow,
We pushed through defenders, with that Philly flow.
So into the box the Union they flew,
With Gazdag’s perfect pass, and Baribo too.
December 25, 2024 at 10:05 PM
Then up in attack, Baribo took flight,
Playing with purpose, a true guiding light.
With strength and precision, he carried the play,
Like the candles that burn through each Hanukkah day.
December 25, 2024 at 10:05 PM
“Now Wagner! Now Mbaizo! Now Glesnes and Harriel!
On McGlynn! On Sullivan! Let’s make this imperial!
And anchoring the line, with a move smooth and slick,
The wall in the back, Ian Glavinović!”
December 25, 2024 at 10:02 PM
With a coiled rattlesnake, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment, this would be our trick.
More rapid than rivals, our players they came,
And the crowd whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
December 25, 2024 at 6:02 PM
The lights on the pitch, shining golden and bright,
Gave the luster of victory to this magical night.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Gazdag’s finesse, with defenders in fear.
December 25, 2024 at 6:02 PM
When out on the field, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my seat to see what was the matter.
Away to the capo stand, I flew like a flash,
Raised high my SoB scarf and prepared for the clash.
December 25, 2024 at 6:02 PM
The fans were all nestled, snug in their blue,
Dreaming of Blake’s saves, so steady and true.
And Curtin’s departure, still fresh in our minds,
Had us rallying together, with banners and signs.
December 25, 2024 at 6:02 PM
‘Twas the night before matchday, and all through the stands,
Not a supporter was silent, not even the band.
The scarves were all hung by the tailgate with care,
In hopes that a Union win soon would be there.
December 25, 2024 at 6:02 PM
Right? That’s what got my attention.
December 14, 2024 at 3:34 PM