Cry, Eagles, Cry…

Regular readers know I have not watched an NFL game since 2016, but I do have an interest in the Philadelphia Eagles; namely I want them to lose every game they play. Yesterday, I got my wish. Enjoy the golf season, assholes.

There is “The Drive” or “The Ice Bowl” or Joe Montana to John Taylor, as examples, and the New Orleans Saints can now add a series that should garner attention for years.

Down 14-10 early in the third quarter, the Saints put together an 18-play, 92-yard masterpiece that consumed an eye-popping 11:29 off the clock to produce what eventually became the game-winning touchdown in a 20-14 win over the Philadelphia Eagles in the NFC Divisional Round.

“I was just told we gained 117 yards on that drive,” Brees said in his postgame news conference. “I’m not sure if that’s a record because of the penalties that kept setting us back. We went on an 117-yard drive to take the lead in the third quarter and really didn’t look back. That was the turning point in the game.”

The good news is the Eagles blew a 14-point lead. The better news is the white trash Eagles fans who infect this town will not see a repeat performance, and I will not have my days off canceled to protect people who despise me and my coworkers.

Truth be told, I spent twenty minutes looking for a writer who wasn’t an Eagles apologist. Dude, they were 9-7 and fell into the playoffs. Get over yourselves.

Oh, and since I am merciful, I do have something nice for Eagles fans below the fold…

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