I recently went shopping for you. Sometimes in my closet and sometimes in a store; either way grab it before you can't.
It's the day after Christmas. You're tired, have a house full of food and new toys with nothing to do. Time to watch the Rockys...and that includes 5.
It's safe to say that anyone my age and few years up or down were introduced to American and Russian values by way of this cartoon.
Rocky is an untouchable hero.
I love collecting old non sport trading cards and one day after I bought a collection I found even deeper; the packs. These aren't exactly the sets I was buying but now I have a random pieces of art.
Anyway. This post isn't about any of this. This post is about Rocky. When we were in Philly we had nothing but time to kill. Flyers games in the evening and three meals a day only take up so much time. We would wander around the city, we ate cheesesteaks, I think we saw the Love sign and we went to the Rocky stairs. We did what any fan of cinema would do. We ran them.