Remember the torture sequence from “Reservoir Dogs?”
The one where Michael Madsen dances back and forth before slashing off his captive’s ear?
Yea, that’s what it feels like to be a Philadelphia Eagles fan in a close game.
And so when the Defense blew it over and over again, practically gift wrapping the New York Giants the game, I was hardly stunned.
When the Football God’s showed mercy for a blown call on Nnamdi Asomugha and responded with an offensive pass interference call, I was mildly perturbed.
When Lawrence Tynes’ first field goal attempt sailed wide left, I was confused by a sense of stable numbness, only to have it ripped away when it was revealed that Andy “The Walrus” Reid had called timeout before the play.
At this point I was practically begging to be soaked in gasoline and lit on fire.
And then Tynes’ drilled the second kick… Dead center…
Only it fell just short.
I was too emotionally overwhelmed to appreciate the win. Instead, I basked in the silence of my phone. Grateful that I would not have to rationalize why my team choked for the rest of the week.
Damn you Eagles for taking all of the joy out of Football.
- Dwayne Bowe is this years Garbage Man.
Fantasy owners of Bowe are going to have an unfair advantage, as the Chiefs are so bad that he will be seeing up to twenty targets a game… After the results are already determined.
Before the Lions had rounded out their talent, this used to be Calvin Johnson’s award. An acknowledgment of a supremely talented player, compiling a majority of his numbers in garbage time.
Bowe may have hands of stone, but his late game contributions will swing a number of fantasy championships for certain.
- Kickers are coming back down to Earth.
It dawns on me now, that some of these younger Kicker’s actually wanted to play that position at a high level.
I suppose it is my old school sentimentality, but I always assumed that kicking was a profession one fell into, only after they had failed athletically at everything else.
Kind of like the NFL’s equivalent of selling Amway.
The times are a changing I do suppose…
- The Saints still stink on Defense.
I am beginning to think that this was an elaborate ploy in order to garner a top flight receiver for Sean Payton to play with when he returns from suspension.
- Cam Newton: LDT 2.0?
This warrants a much more in depth article, but I cannot help but look at Cam Newton as simply LaDainian Tomlinson playing the Quarterback position.
Both players put up mind numbing numbers.
They both were decent passers who were better when they ran the ball.
And most importantly, they were notorious for their sulking when their teams did not win.
Call me an asshole, but I cannot help, but root against the Carolina Panthers solely because I want to see Cam Newton pout through yet another press conference.
Sports exist for entertainment after all.
Some of us just find it in less conventional ways.