The man we all call Uncle Cholly just led baseball's oldest team to more victories than anyone else in baseball.

So what happened? How come Philly’s Golden Boy has been playing like someone upped the level from “pro” to “All Madden”? Is he hurt? Washed up? Or about to silence the naysayers? Let’s find out.

Evan Turner will be good. Not great, not terrible, but good. And so will his new team: Welcome to another decade of fifth to eighth seeds in the East.

The endless question, "Is soccer ever going to make it in America?" can be answered. Yes. Soccer can, will and has made it in America. Major League Soccer (MLS) — and with it, our local chapter, the Chester-based Philadelphia Union — is another matter.

For two years, Biddle dragged himself to post-practice workouts, where he packed on 45 pounds of muscle. He wanted to know if it was all worth it. So he found out.

Here in Philadelphia there are three (and only three) types of soccer fans. You're probably the third.

As fans, we're the worst, and it's time we admitted as much and shaped the fuck up.

If losing consciousness is your nervous system dipping into the Caribbean, gaining it back is an Eskimo dive in the Arctic. This happened to me twice. And afterward, groups of lawyers, doctors, blue-collar workers and college students had a laugh at my expense, and opened up about all of the times they, too, had been choked out, all in the service of Philadelphia's newest hobby.

Given that so many of the blogs The Fightins beat out are either run by mainstream sites or, like CSN's The 700 Level, are now officially under a corporate banner, you have to wonder how far away The Fightins is from becoming a full-time job. "Far," says meech.

This spring, just a few months after the Philadelphia Phillies' season ended with their second consecutive World Series appearance, a funny thing happened: No one was there to cover them.