Philly, you survived to tailgate one more time.
Was there ever any doubt?
“One more time, we’re doing it!” said an ecstatic “Big Derrick” Simmons, who manned the grill, basked in the glow of the propane heater, set up the antenna for the TV, and hosted a cozy tailgate for friends and strangers alike who wandered into Lot M7, including a couple in their 70s who showed up in his tent late in the fourth quarter from their seats in the stadium when they couldn’t find their car. “Game next Sunday!”
“They won?” said Jan Grant, 71, trying to warm up.