A Boston city worker said around 2,000 Scotland fans cleaned up after drinking all day and left the area so clean that he didn’t need any help tidying up.
(Via NBC10 Boston)
"Fine was born to a Russian Jewish family at 3rd and South Street in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, on October 5, 1902. His father, Joseph Feinberg, and mother, Fanny Lieberman, owned a watch repair and jewelry shop.
"In his early childhood, Fine's arm was accidentally burned with acid that his father used to test jewelry for its gold content. The young Fine picked up the bottle and accidentally spilled it on his forearm, causing extensive damage to it.
"Fine's parents later gave him violin lessons to help strengthen the damaged muscles in his forearm. He became so proficient in it that his parents wanted to send him to a European music conservatory, but the plan was thwarted by the outbreak of World War I. Fine later played the violin in the Stooge films.
"To further strengthen his damaged arm, Fine took up boxing in his teens, winning one professional bout. His father, opposed to Larry's fighting in public, put an end to his brief boxing career."
Photo 2.) A mural of Larry Fine, located over Jon's Bar & Grille at 606 South 3rd Street, was completed by David McShane in 2005. Larry Fine (born Louis Feinberg, 1902-1970), who grew up here at the intersection of 3rd and South Streets, was a comedian, actor and musician best known as a member of the Three Stooges. McShane's mural replaced an earlier version originally dedicated in 1999.
Trump used the Armed Forces Full Honor Cordon — soldiers who escort fallen heroes and heads of state — to usher UFC fighters past Abraham Lincoln’s statue like they’re celebrities on a red carpet. I am LIVID. And everyone else should be too.
Once again the fact that soccer players are complete pussies is confirmed by the “water breaks” at half of half. You telling me the country’s best can’t handle 45 minutes of hard cardio with no water??
To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis:
Show us your laptop.
Show us your iCloud.
Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation.
You won’t.
You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out.
That is not who we are.
My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count.
For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame.
I no longer believe that.
Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us.
And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts.
That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena.
Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next.
Life does not determine our character. It reveals it.
Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next?
We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day.
So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop.
You won’t.
The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing.
That is the only definition that matters.
The world is here, and Philadelphia is ready.
We welcomed the first fans to our free @FWC26Philly Fan Festival at Lemon Hill as supporters gathered to cheer on their teams and watch Mexico take on South Africa. 🇲🇽🇿🇦
More than 15,000 fans registered for opening day, a sign of the excitement surrounding this historic moment for our city.
For the next 39 days, Lemon Hill will become a gathering place for the world. Fans from every corner of the globe will come together to celebrate their teams, share their cultures, and experience Philadelphia at its best.
Bring your family. Bring your flag. Bring your neighbors.
This is our moment to show the world who we are. And we don’t do anything halfway.
Let’s go, Philly.
#OnePhilly #FIFAWorldCup
He needed to inconvenience hundreds of thousands, if not millions of people, & ruin the experience for lifelong fans so he could fall asleep in the luxury box.
It's the perfect image for the sloth & the corruption, the decadence & the rot that has descended over America.