I mean, this time, the Cardinals had to make the late-game comeback. This time, Larry Fitzgerald made the huge touchdown catch that likely had people across the country thinking the Cards were gonna win this game. This time, it was Kurt Warner who had to watch on the sidelines as the other team drove down the field and took the lead.
I don’t care if it’s vengeful – damn, did that finish feel good. Continue reading
Listen – either way, I’m pretty screwed here. I’ve been picking against the Cardinals for three straight weeks. And for three straight weeks, I’ve lost.
So I guess I should pick the Cardinals. Continue reading
By now, I’m sure you know what beer goggles are. If not, I guess you’ve been living under a rock for quite some time or something. (Editor’s note: Kudos for surviving that predicament, by the way). Anyway, the fine folks over at Urban Dictionary do a wonderful job of defining this occurrence.
1. Beer Goggles
Phenomenon in which one’s consumption of alcohol makes physically unattractive persons appear beautiful.
And we haven't even gotten into liquor goggles
There is something similar in sports. I call them “Cheer Goggles.” Essentially, one can be said to be wearing Cheer Goggles when one is Continue reading
I’ve gotta say, I’m still a bit shell shocked. Sure, this game had potential disaster written all over it; after all, it seemed as though this team was destined for a title. Got a little bit ahead of ourselves, didn’t we? Tomorrow morning, I’ll put out a post arguing that we had misinterpreted this team for much of the season, and yesterday was just the cherry on the top of a slew of strange Sundays. For now, I’ll quickly list the top five reasons our Birds tasted defeat yesterday.
1. Jim Johnson Continue reading
Wow. I haven’t felt this sinking-in-my-gut pain in a while. I haven’t missed it, that’s for sure. And as has been their fashion all season long, the Eagles appeared to be finished, and managed to come back once again. For the briefest of moments, they took control of the game, and had the lead. But they just couldn’t finish. It reminded me of that old saying – it’s better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.
Clearly, whoever came up with that wasn’t an Eagles fan. Continue reading
Sigh. I swear, the national media just loves trashing Philly teams and fans. Loves it. Partly, I’m sure, because we respond so passionately to it. We’re like that friend you have who, anytime you burn him, gets all worked up about it, and you find yourself saying, “Yo, I’m just messing with you, man.” Like, ten times.
But Bill Simmons has been killing me lately.
While pondering how the Eagles vs. Cardinals game will go down, I hit a few bumps on the objective road I attempt to navigate. (Editor’s note: Oh, right, Objective Road…that intersects with Corny Cliche Lane, right?) Number one: I really want the Eagles to win. Number two: I really can’t imagine the Cardinals making the Super Bowl. I mean, I can’t fathom it. It’s this odd combination of their regular season, and the, ahem, shoddy past of the organization.
Try as I might, I just can’t foresee the Eagles losing. Which is probably not a good thing.
By the way, has this felt like the longest friggin’ week ever to anyone else? The Giants game seems like a lifetime ago. I think it’s because all I can really think about right now is football, and much of the city seems to have the same mindset. To any aspiring criminals out there – I suggest planning heists for Sunday, say between three and seven. Should go down without a hitch.
But don’t wear red. ‘Cuz on Sunday, that’ll get ya beat. The preview after the jump.
Don't be tryin' to steal anything around here wearing those colors, buddy - Philly ain't havin' none of it this week.
Handout playoff berths are acceptable, however.
So Boldin is going to play, according to an article over at ESPN. Whatever. Sure, the task would be less daunting without him playing; still, it’s far more honorable to beat a team with all of their weapons.
Though, speaking of weapons, not having to deal with Plaxico Burress sure was nice. (Editor’s note: Insert rim shot here. But maybe it’s time to leave the guy alone, Pundit…nah, never mind).
Ah, well. He would never admit to it, but I can’t imagine we’ll see the healthy, frightening version of Anquan Boldin; he’ll play, but he won’t be as effective as he’s capable of being at 100 percent. Which is probably what Cardinals fans are saying about, and hoping for from Brian Westbrook.
Damn, I really can’t wait for this game. Be sure to check back for my Eagles vs. Cardinals preview tonight.
You know, I really hate Mondays. Hate ’em. I never get enough sleep because my body has adjusted to my weekend schedule – you know, go to bed in the morning, and wake around noon. So right off the bat, I’m walking into work groggy. Today was no exception, of course – I couldn’t fall asleep at a reasonable hour, mustered only four hours of sleep, and had to skip my normal breakfast and coffee to get to work on time. Any other Monday, I’d be starting the week off miserable.
But damn it all if I didn’t feel like a million friggin’ bucks today. I mean, I was feeling absolutely wonderful.
And you know why? Oh, right: E-A-G-L-E-S EAGLES!!! Sometimes, I wonder about my love of sports, and how temperamental it makes my behavior. Had the Eagles lost yesterday, today would have been crappy based on its Mondayness, compounded ten-fold by an Eagles loss. (Editor’s note: Sad, but true).
But today was just a beautiful day. Lovely, really. Some more thoughts about yesterday: Continue reading
Ohhhhhhhhh, baby. The Eagles knocked off the Giants, 23-11, and are headed to the NFC Championship game to take on the Cardinals.
Holy friggin’ crap, man.
I’m still having a hard time believing we made the playoffs, and now we’re one win away from the Super Bowl. The SUPER BOWL! Damn I’m hyped.
Some quick hits here, because I’m super friggin’ juiced right now and can’t give a complete recap: Continue reading