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
Before I get going on this post, I just want to send my best wishes over to Jim Johnson and his family. Jim, as you’ve probably heard by now, has cancer, a recurring case that this time found it’s way into his spine. Jim, I think I can safely say I speak for all of Philadelphia when I say that you are in our thoughts and our prayers, and we hope that you have a swift and successful recovery.
Alright – on to The Stupor Bowl.
Because, let’s be honest – who gives a shit about this game? I mean, seriously, I just don’t care. The storylines are pretty bland here. Last year, at least you could root against the Patriots. This year? I just can’t find anything to care about.
And thus, I have done the only logical thing I could think to do – devise a drinking game to make the game a bit more, ahem, spirited.
Um, not exactly what I had in mind...
As noted before, I’m a huge fan of the NFL draft – but it’s way too soon to predict, with any semblance of accuracy, what will actually happen. This is what I came up with instead. (Find Part One here)
17. New York Jets – With the 17th pick, the Jets have selected: A designated scapegoat. Literally, they drafted some guy off of the street for the sole purpose of blaming all of their problems on him. Genius move – why didn’t Mangini think of this?
18. Chicago Bears – With the 18th pick, the Bears have selected: Jim McMahon. And his super cool shades. Why the hell not?
I mean, what could I possibly add to this? Other then: Bangles' Hot LP? Really?
Listen – it’s way too soon to predict who will go to what team, at least with any degree of accuracy. I love the draft as much as the next guy, believe me; but it’s friggin’ January, for God’s sake. Doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun.
1. Detroit Lions – With the first overall pick in the Pundit’s Mocking Draft, the Lions have selected: a single, guaranteed win. Congratulations to the Detroit Lions on their pick, who have already increased their win total from last year by 100%.
2. St. Louis Rams – With the second overall pick in the Mocking Draft, the Rams select: 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
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.