Have You Seen My Valley?

I don’t want to be that guy. The guy who insists on sticking to tradition over moving ahead.

I don’t want to be the one who adds extra words to a t-shirt with a magic marker to prove a point.

And it’s good enough for me!

Regardless, I still want Reading to be the R-Phils.. but that’s not what I’m looking at today.

Last year I took a trip with the Lehigh Valley Steelhawks for their away game in Richmond, VA. The folks there were wonderful and couldn’t believe we drove “All the way from Lehigh” to be at the game.

A bit before then I was at a Lehigh Valley Rollergirl bout and spoke to a member of the opposing team who told me, “Lehigh is a great place for rollerderby.”

Every now an then I encounter someone who is not from these parts and they speak highly of “Lehigh.”

I usually respond with, “The college?”

Where is the Valley going? How does the outside world not recognize the Valley?

Where’s the V?

You don’t hear Philadelphians referring to the Delaware Valley as “Delaware.”

You don’t hear folks from New York City say they live in “York.”

You don’t call Silicone Valley, “Silicone.”

I suppose Lehigh University’s basketball success a couple years ago “put the Lehigh Valley on the map” for national sports fans but the Valley part seems to be fading.

A fading Valley…

Even the IronPig’s away uniforms seem to support this sporting a large “LEHIGH” and very small Valley.

Aliens?

Now there are lingering memories of the TV series from a number of years ago that gave many nightmares of a secret alien invasion.. the show called, “V” might be giving the “V” a bad rap but really… is it so hard to acknowledge the Valley?

For your entertainment, here are some cowboys singing about a Red River…