Tashard Choice: Michael Vick's Biggest Fan

Dallas Cowboys running back Tashard Choice was star struck after his team's 30-27 loss to the Philadelphia Eagles. He approached Eagle's quarterback,Michael Vick, immediately following the game, and requested that Vick sign an autograph on one of his gloves. The obscure occurrence has all of Eagles nation wondering. Should we be flattered, amused, or just plain disturbed? To be continued.... On EBay.

Things We Don't Want To Hear From Andy Reid After An Eagle's Loss

The pain and suffering endured by all Eagle's fans during an Andy Reid post game press conference is undeniable. It possesses an extra sting in the backside while viewing this pointless media event, after a tough loss. Reid sweats like a fat kid after high school phys ed class and appears to be more uncomfortable than a claustrophobic, trapped in the trunk of a vehicle. So, it is with great pleasure, for the sake of all fellow Eagles fans, that I give you the top things we don't want to hear from Andy Reid after a loss.

1. The Time Is Yours. The perspiring walrus always uses this phrase to let the media know that he is ready for their questions. In reality, he is neither ready nor willing to honestly or candidly answer anything. He avoids all problem issues with great resolve and has an annoying tendency to repeat a few key phrases that he feels are applicable to every football game. And while we are pondering the prospect of time. How about managing the damn clock and your timeouts for once?

2. We got out coached by so and so's team today. The bottom line is--- we all watched the game. The play calling was awful. The game management was piss poor. And not a single fan missed the fact that you refused to attempt a run or simple QB sneak in your 5 opportunities on 4th and inches. Throwing yourself under the bus only reminds us of long lost, losing days where we were under the fearless leadership of NFL coaching legend, Rich Kotite.

3. I'll criticize the officials if all of you pay my fines. Earth to Andy! Earth to Andy! You just got screwed! Your fans, players, and even management are tired of your emotionless responses to controversial in game activity. Lay it out there for your squad and just blast an official for a questionable call that may have cost you a game. We may not pay your fines but we do pay absurd amounts of money for tickets. It is imperative that our coach not seem like an aimless zombie from a night of the living dead flick.

4. We've got to do a better job with that. Obviously, this goes without saying. And it would hold true merit, if any of us actually believed that you would do something different next week to improve the situation. But we all know that you are going to have your quarterback throw 65 times per game, be left with no timeouts in the fourth quarter, and refuse to make game adjustments like a competent football coach. So please, stop building false hope for Eagles nation.

5. Any mention of any play that you challenged in your history as a head coach. Any pre game preparation should include the application of super glue to the red challenge flag, while attaching it to Reid's pocket. All, instant replay challenges should be handled by a lucky fan that is selected by random lottery from the stadium. Could they possibly lose any more challenges or create more ill advised decisions than Reid? I would surely bet not.

We should not gripe or complain about the overall success during Andy Reid's tenure as head football coach of the Philadelphia Eagles. He has consistently led a playoff caliber squad for more than a decade and defined this program as the example of competitive consistency in the NFL. But we don't need a grumbling, groveling show of sorrow, while addressing your inadequacies after a loss. Nobody wants to hear a tape recorded list of excuses, that you spew following a tough defeat. A simple burst of we got our ass kicked and stunk up the joint is clearly sufficient. Now...... The time is yours.

Eagles Survive Horrific Officiating

Whenever Peyton Manning comes to town, you can be assured that the task at hand will be difficult enough. You expect precision in the passing game, dynamic adjustments to your defensive game plan and a recognition that no lead will ever be safe. What can never be prepared for, is the prospect that the game officials will give his Colts numerous opportunities to claw their way back into the ballgame.

Such, was painfully the case, Sunday evening at Lincoln financial field, as the Eagles outlasted the Colts in a 26-24 heart stopper. Michael Vick, in his return, threw for 218 yards and a touchdown, while also using his legs to rush for 74 yards and yet another score. Receiver Desean Jackson, also in a much anticipated return from injury, torched the Colts defense for 109 yards receiving on 7 catches, while also finding the endzone once. All while the Eagle defense admirably slowed an injury riddled Colt's offense, on the shoulders of cornerback Asante Samuel, who intercepted Peyton Manning twice.

But as any spectator would tell you, this game was never permitted to progress in its natural flow. Commissioner Goodell's Gestapo officials swayed game momentum and guaranteed the score of the game to be much closer than it should have been. What made matters worse is that each questionable call either removed points from the board or worked to sustain a Colts drive that had faltered.

The first half presented one of my favorite football official blunders , the blown instant replay call. A Manning to Wayne pass, which was clearly trapped to the ground, was ruled a catch on the field. A subsequent replay review served no justice in overturning the call, and propelled the Colts to a key scoring drive.

But this was only step one in the plethora of official follies. The NFL movement toward flag football was, once again, on full disgusting display. Another Colts drive should have been stopped to a halt as receiver Austin Collie was sandwiched in a clean, legal pop by Eagle safeties Kurt Coleman and Quintin Mikell. But Collie remained motionless, invoking a fear driven flag, thrown on the basis of the new defenseless receiver rule. Once again, this preserved an Indianapolis drive that resulted in 7 points.

The parade of inadequacy continued as a Michael Vick to Brent Celek touchdown score was negated by a holding call. And at the risk of becoming redundant, the list goes on and on with a crew of officials who seemed destined to determine the outcome of this football game. But the crown jewel of needless intervention occurred late in the 4th quarter on the second to last Colts drive. Eagles defensive end Trent Cole swatted the football from an unsuspecting Manning causing a fumble that should have put the contest on ice. But the slippery yellow flag reared its ugly head again, as game officials deemed a sliding hand to Manning's head, to be worthy of a personal foul. Once again, the Colts scored after the mishap, closing the gap to two points with mere minutes to play.

Thankfully, for the safety of my home and television set, the Birds were able to withstand a final drive by Manning, and prevail. But that should not excuse the atrocious officiating nor the ever expanding rule set, that threatens to destroy pro football as we know it. I'm not asking to sacrifice the health or safety of the present league participants. I'm just saying, in dramatic fashion, that league officials should be permitted to use some discretion and common sense, while managing the game.

 NFL football is defined by intensity and violent physical contact. Players sign enormous contracts with this risk in mind and fans continue to spend their hard earned money to witness it in its purest form. To continually tamper with this premise creates an unwelcome farce and will ultimately destroy the allure and tradition of the game

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Late Game Coma Proves Fatal For Eagles

It was the same old story Sunday afternoon in Nashville. The only twist was a depressing, unhappy ending, leaving a rotten taste in the mouths of the Philadelphia Eagles and their fans. The schizophrenic personality of this team once again flipped on a dime as the Eagles dropped a seemingly winnable contest, 37-19, to the Tennessee Titans.

The theme was much the same as in previous weeks where the Birds appeared to be in complete control in the first half of play. Similar to the games against the 49ers and Lions, the Eagles kept the Titans off balance with a steady dose of Lesean McCoy on the ground and catching the ball out of the backfield. All the while, featuring an efficient, ball control passing attack with Kevin Kolb, who was operating without premier deep threat Desean Jackson. But unlike the standard script, the defensive second half nap caused a nauseating collapse.

The Eagles defensive unit did an admirable job of containing the leagues most dangerous weapon, Chris Johnson. They stacked the line of scrimmage with extra muscle in the box and provided little running room for Johnson, who managed only 66 yards from 24 carries. On most weeks, playing against an average corps of receivers and an aging QB in Kerry Collins, it would have been more than enough to secure a victory. But, today, with the mere flip of a switch, the Titans smash mouth, vanilla offense began to systematically derail the Eagle's young secondary with an aerial assault.

Kerry Collins appeared to magically turn back the clock and second year receiver, Kenny Britt, looked every bit the role of a pro bowl receiver. That is just how awful this Eagles defense was in the second half of play. Britt torched them in horrific fashion for a career high 225 yards receiving and 3 touchdowns. Safeties Nate Allen and Quintin  Mikell took turns demonstrating their inadequacies in coverage. Both allowed Britt to easily step behind them on multiple occasions and lacked the recovery speed to make plays on the deep ball.

This display was particularly disturbing as we look toward a game against the Indianapolis Colts after the bye week. If this defense struggled with the deadly attack of Collins to Britt, how will they respond when faced with Peyton Manning and Reggie Wayne? The high powered Colts offense not only features multiple options at wide receiver but also has a fuctional running attack .

As we move to the comfort of a much needed bye week, Eagles fans look for some type of encouraging reassurance. Maybe it comes from the theory that most NFC teams are sailing in the same boat of mediocrity. Most of your division leaders are in a struggle to stay over .500 and only the Atlanta Falcons have reached 5 wins, prior to the Sunday late games. And this is the same Falcons team that the Eagles exposed to have plenty of defensive flaws of their own.

I have never been one to hang my hat on the look how bad the rest of the league is card. History has shown that certain teams will pull their act together and take shape as legitimate playoff contenders. If the Eagles have any aspirations of reaching this goal, they will need to consistently play two complete halves of football. Anything less will only strive to improve their position in next years NFL draft.

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Vick Goes Hero To Goat With Sunday Flop

You can almost feel the euphoria and feelings of adoration for Michael Vick in the city of brotherly love. Three straight dynamite performances, including one near flawless clinic last week, have the boisterous locals ready to hand over the keys to the city. Vick has looked every part of a  complete, polished version of his younger Pro Bowl self. But just how far will the bandwagon support travel, if he fails miserably on Sunday?

While both starting quarterbacks have done their absolute best to downplay any hype for Sunday's divisional rivalry, not a soul is buying the company line. They know very well just how much is at stake when they square off and would relish nothing more than to outperform the other while leading their team to victory. It is a game of vindication, a long awaited time for both stars to prove the exact reason that the are or should have been the right man for the job. For McNabb this is the big stage opportunity to prove to Philadelphia fans and Eagle's management that he always was the proper captain of the ship and that Andy Reid's pass happy system failed him in the end. While Vick looks to reward the organization for taking an enormous risk on him and his badly damaged reputation, by proving that moving McNabb was just the first order of business in building a championship team.

It almost seems unfair to place such an unreasonable amount of pressure on Vick for one built up showdown. By all rights he should not have to bear the burden of a decade of festering  and misplaced anger toward McNabb. He was not a part of the organization when Donovan was viciously jeered when drafted by Philadelphia. Vick was never a part of those NFC Championship losses and surely never was in the Super Bowl huddle when McNabb vomited from exhaustion or nerves. So why would a man who shares none of the history nor pain be forced to bear that burden? Why would a quarterback who was firmly in place as a backup up until a week ago be expected to overshadow a potential Hall of Fame quarterback? Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Philadelphia sports in a nutshell. The field general could be Joe Montana himself and these fans would talk about this game 20 years for now if he fell on his face and was out dueled by McNabb.

Don't believe me? Can't imagine that emotions could sway so quickly and intensely from month to month, game to game and day to day there? Just ask Jolly ole Saint Nick and his sack full of presents and mouthful of snowballs, how it feels to get a warm Philadelphia welcome. Or perhaps survey Michael Irvin as to how he felt to hear obnoxious cheers as he was embedded in the Vet turf wondering if he would ever walk again. Look, I'm a passionate Philadelphia sports fan and my intention is not to stereotype all of us as unsupportive or cold hearted human beings. But what I will guarantee you is that this city does not permit lame excuses for failure in its sports teams. And if you want any shot to survive the storm, you better have skin thicker than your standard swamp alligator.

For further proof of volatility, consider the fact that many merchandising shops and fans refused to sell or buy Michael Vick jerseys after his initial signing in Philadelphia. There was a somewhat ignorant NFL fan subculture that would isolate you for buying and wearing one of the Eagle green number 7 jerseys. The brave souls would be forced to deal with harsh dog pound comments and even be pressured to look over their shoulders for signs of PETA supporters hiding in the crowd. But success and winning are always the ultimate equalizer in this sport. Those same sports gift shops are now making a precious mint on Vick merchandise and have even run the real risk of having demand outweigh supply for his jersey. And it has even been predicted that it could slide it's way, by seasons end, into the NFL's top ten wanted list.

Through all of the plot lines and anticipation, the truth remains that both quarterbacks will likely play very well come 4:15 at Lincoln Financial Field on Sunday. In all likelihood the game will be decided on defense, by the turnover battle, or logically, who protects their signal caller the best. But the inevitable truth is  that one of these competitors in this early season sideshow will walk away with a highly coveted victory for their team , their fans and their egos. And if either one of them answered in an honest, candid fashion, they would tell you that this game means damn near as much as any one they have participated in outside of playoff competition. For Vick this is the ultimate opportunity to provide another belt notch for what could be seen as one of the best sports comebacks of our generation. But let he not look too far ahead, for he is expected to first fulfill a hefty obligation to this city. Any failure to do so could leave him feeling like Santa Claus with no sleigh to escape.

FOX Displays Eagle's Domination and Kolb As Cheerleader

The toughest call in Sunday's Eagles, Jaguars game may have been deciding who was most uncomfortable. Was it the ineffective Jaguars, who were dominated on both sides of the ball or Kevin Kolb who was reduced to a giggling, celebrating cheerleader on the sideline? Both were in full shameless display during the late afternoon, lopsided affair.

The Michael Vick experience was, once again, even better than advertised. Vick rose above the hype and proved coach Andy Reid to be a flip flopping genius, by throwing for three scores and scrambling on foot for another. His maturation process was never more evident than through his poise and patience in the pocket. Vick demonstrated a lightening quick release and too quick advantage of the speed edge, receivers Desean Jackson and Jeremy Maclin, possessed versus an over matched Jacksonville secondary. Vick took his renowned cannon arm and showed a newly focused touch and accuracy which was on full display during numerous, perfectly timed, sideline patterns.

If anything on the field of play upstaged Vick, it would be the devastating thrashing that the Eagle's defense dealt to the Jags. The defensive line blew Jacksonville's offensive front off of the ball, creating additional turmoil for struggling QB, David Garrard. The Jags failed to reach 200 yards in total offense for the game while Garrard threw one interception. In reality, he could have been picked off 6 or 7 times as hurried, errant passes fell just out of the grasp of Eagle defenders.

Thankfully, FOX was able to make the most of its air time by switching to its own special report, media side show. Anytime Michael Vick produced significant results on the field, the camera would immediately flash to the sideline to gauge the reaction of Kevin Kolb. Kolb put on his best acting face and would have been better served, for FOX TV purposes, to be wearing a wig and cheerleader costume. In his best Kim Kardashian/ Jessica Simpson impersonation, Kolb clapped and danced his way to the title of America's most endearing backup quarterback.

For now, the quarterback controversy, has been put safely, away to bed. The resurgence of Michael Vick has captured the undivided support in the locker room and created a pressing back order of football jerseys in gift shops. And stopping short of wearing a number 7 replica, Kolb has continued to be a model, supportive teammate.

Favre Gets Playboy Gift Baskett As Consolation Prize

Raise your hands if you think Minnesota QB, Brett Favre would now be happier on a tractor on his farm then attempting to lead an 0-2 football team? Somehow you just know that Brett would have gained more satisfaction out of watching the drooling Vikings fans who were rabidly awaiting a decision than getting his head kicked in and throwing interceptions like a developing rookie. A painful loss in the NFC title game was bad enough but a following season titanic flop after a tearful recruitment trip from your kicker, must be too much to bear for Favre.

But hold the phone, Viking land. Your beaten group of purple warriors have now added the services of nomad and traveling practice squad hero, Hank Baskett. Baskett is  best known for his high profile marriage to Playboy starlet and reality show phenom, Kendra Wilkinson. His football career and corresponding statistics are not near as spectacular nor prolific.

Baskett was released by the Philadelphia Eagles after his second tour of duty on September 21st and is now in his second glorious go around with the Minnesota Vikings. Vike's fans have to be wondering how a number 4 caliber wide receiver and special teams standout is going to turn the tables around for an ailing football team that had high Super Bowl aspirations. For a team that was in need of a little star power with the ability to stretch the field and bail out Favre in a pinch, this move hardly fit the bill as a blockbuster difference maker.

With star receiver Sidney Rice sidelined for nearly half the year and the speedy Percy Harvin nursing his migraines, Favre needed another weapon to compliment sturdy tight end Visanthe Shiancoe. Vincent Jackson would have been the perfect fit as he had both the size and red zone presence to once again let Brett the gunslinger fire away without caution. But the rumored two second round draft picks that San Diego demanded as compensation for Jackson, all but killed the chance of any sane front office jumping in to take a shot.

So until the next great rumor surfaces or the grumbling of discontent sparks another prospect of a dynamite trade, the Vikings will line up behind Favre and hope to grind their way back into contention. Adrian Peterson will face 8 and 9 man fronts and Brett will be longing for a game of touch football in his wranglers. The defense, intimidating as it can be, will strive to limit their opponent to points and create turnovers as to place its one dimensional offense in advantageous situations. And as for Baskett? Any opportunity is better than being forced back to the Playboy Mansion to suck on a pipe while Heff sizes up your wife.

Dollar Dog Night Is Phillie's Full Moon

It is purely the stuff that legends are made of . A dark secret in folklore which is passed by word of mouth from superstitious Phillies fans of all ages. Or maybe just an exaggeration not worthy of competing with Bigfoot, the loch ness Monster and other great fabled myths. It is the famous Philadelphia Phillies dollar hot dog night and ticket stubs should clearly warn to enter at your own risk.

This was never my intention, to brave this famed event, as I pondered another Phillies victory and chance to once again grab a strangle hold on the NL East title. As I pounded beers and Jagermeister in the parking lot, the last thing on my mind was the allure of a cheap meal and the opportunity to buy hot dogs in a bag by the dozen. But my life was destined to change forever, as my glossy eyed brother in law spilled the beans on Broad Street's dirty little, dastardly secret.

"You know this is dollar dog night, right?", he exclaimed with an eerie feel of uncertainty. I stumbled to the side, shook my head and responded in an apathetic blubbering that sounded much like who the hell cares. He responded with nervous grin and a chronicle of events that had been marked in infamy during past occurrences of this warped ballpark holiday.

Lets start with Monday, May 3rd,2010. The Phillies were at home and all seemed quiet until around the seventh inning. It was at this fateful time, that a fan dashed into sight from the right field area. He proudly sprinted around and made his way in a frenzy toward center. He evaded security like a swift moving tailback and seemed to feed on the confusion and fan frenzy reaction. That was until his act was rudely disturbed by the sinister taser of an unamused member of security. This highly publicized chase and apprehension? Dollar dog night, my friends.

I yawned with boredom as my ballpark companion moved to exhibit two in his bizarre, spooky tale. The scene was once again Citizens Bank Park on April 14th, 2010. A course of events was about to unfold that was described by many in attendance as one of the most vile, disgusting things that they had ever seen. A 21 year old man, who was obviously intoxicated, stuck his fingers down his throat and vomited all over an 11 year old girl. The case immediately became a media hot bed as the unfortunate drunk man had made the awful mistake of spewing chunks on an undercover police officer's daughter. His subsequent arrest with charges filed for aggravated assault and resisting arrest, brings about a simple question. Why did this disgusting young punk feel such an urge to pull the trigger at such an inopportune time? Could this have anything to do with the fact that it was once again dollar dog night?

As we reclined in our stadium seats  amongst a playoff atmosphere of waving white towels and World Series aspirations, I almost questioned the accuracy of my brother in law's misguided legend. The night seemed perfect with not an unplanned occurrence in sight, before a man draped in a skintight red, body suit sprung to the field in a gallop of glory. Thoughts of terror and disbelief raced through my pickled mind as the cream of the crop in stadium security, known as Brave's outfielder Matt Diaz, tripped Redman's racing foot and crashed him to the turf. I tried to blurt out an obscenity but unfortunately, I had a dollar hot dog, permanently lodged in my throat.

Nothing disturbs me more than admitting defeat or even that I may have been wrong. So I furiously tried to explain why this dollar hot dog night had taken on the characteristics of a Halloween witching hour. Are the dogs laced with some type of psychedelic drug? Does the average fan have that much money left over for beer, that he grows a full coat of fur and begins to howl? I don't think that it will ever be explained nor will I ever doubt the mysterious haunting factor of the ballpark frank ever again. And as I fired up my grill and prepared the meat for a serene Tuesday night cookout, one thing was blatantly apparent. I would be enjoying nothing but a juicy cheeseburger for dinner that evening.

Kevin Kolb: One Quarter Franchise QB

I think we have all become too familiar with Andy Reid's promises and commitments. His press conferences have become ironic, paradoxical, and downright unreliable. What once was the voice of a stubborn system stickler has turned to the wavering crumble of a man desperate to win football games. Today's decision to temporarily pull the plug on Kevin Kolb did little to dispel this recent trend.

Not a soul outside of the immediate camp Reid will know the true reason why Kevin Kolb will once again take his familiar place on the Philadelphia Eagle's bench. Was it the spectacular growth and play of Vick, a weakening confidence in the seemingly shaky Kolb, or organizational pressure to not throw a chance at a competitive season down the toilet? What we do know, for sure, is that this rapid change in plan has dealt a serious blow to the brilliant plan of Kolb becoming the heir apparent to Donovan McNabb.

 Reid seemed to make it clear at his early evening press conference that this was not an injury related decision and politely motioned that the change was based on issues of performance. It also seemed clear that the job now lies in the hands of Vick, to capture for the season and lead this team. So in essence, Kolb will take his newly acquired 12 million dollar contract and attempt to once again "learn and progress in the system". In reality, by the time he retires, he may be better suited to author a book on the system than to execute it.

 It is now important to analyze what kind of effect this benching will have on the psyche of Kolb. If he ever does get his starting job back, will the youngster be constantly looking over his shoulder for his next replacement? One could not blame him for hesitantly taking the field and attempting to force the issue in lieu of his lack of big game experience and Reid's quick hook. The media, coaching staff, and Eagles locker room all describe Kolb as a mentally tough, born leader with an uncommonly strong desire to succeed. He will need to be these traits, and perhaps more, to overcome this slap in the face and continue his trust in Reid and the organization.

 So without further pageantry, we move forward in the Michael Vick Era. He has received coach Reid's vote of confidence and will be starting for the team that took a gigantic risk to sign him. Not to mention, the revived one will also put on display his best bargaining chip for his own lucrative contract. Until that point we will faithfully wait for the words of our coach and fearless leader, to propel us to another playoff run. That is, if we put any credence in the speech of a man who once told us Donovan McNabb is returning as our quarterback and Kevin Kolb is the future of our franchise.

Five Things The Average Fan Does Better Than An NFL Coach

It goes without saying that any devoted NFL fan has at one time or another had aspirations of participating at some level in the game. Whether you have yearned to step under center, man the sidelines, or just make that crucial management decision to cut that under performing bum, we have all pondered the prospect of living in the gridiron spotlight. So, for you, the fans and the dreamers, I have prepared a clever everyday list of things that you could do better than active NFL coaches.

1. I have a firm belief that the average fan could win more replay challenges, manage time and give more stimulating press conferences than Andy Reid. Coach Reid is notorious for letting the red flag fly out of his pocket with reckless abandon, for using timeouts like the game lasts one half, and for giving reporters the much needed sleep that they have desired. The common fan knows when to argue (with the wife) and when to give up the fight. We all have deadlines at work and busy family schedules that we must perfect by using our organizational and time management skills. And we have been known to deliver powerful work presentations that have captured the minds and emotions of our superiors. One point for the NFL fan.

2. We can control our team and exercise disciplinary procedures more efficiently than Wade Phillips. Phillips is quickly earning the distinction as the coach with the most talented roster that refuses to live up to their lofty salaries. His players speak out of turn at press conferences, they have heated debates on the sidelines, and his ten year old offensive coordinator is drooling to take his job. All of this while he stares,like a rigid zombie on the sidelines. Last time I checked, all of us have been able to put our children in check when they misbehave. The majority of common folks set specific guidelines and expectations and dare I say enforce consequences when rules are broken. Check goes to the fan

3. We conduct ourselves with more class and dignity than Rex Ryan. The king of obscenity, screams, curses and berates all who fall within an earshot. The only time his team or the opposition is safe occurs when his mouth is filled with a pile of Oreos or Twinkies. What Rex the genius has not discovered is the reality that he motivates his enemies and places undue pressure on the very football squad that he should be protecting. So for all of you fans who have successfully mingled at a party, attended a dinner, or spoke in public without being offensive--- DING DING! You are a winner! Hell, anyone who has ever stuck to a diet for more than two days has the slight edge over Ryan.

4. We feel superior to any member of the Detroit Lions coaching staff. Have you ever won anything? Ever? A pickup basketball game? An instant lottery ticket? A game of tic tac toe against a five year old? Well my friends, that puts you in an advantageous position in this comparison. Linebacker Ernie Simms, who spent the last few seasons in Detroit, looked like a kid at Christmas when his Philadelphia Eagles defeated his former group of whipping posts. Enough said. Savor this victory,fans.

5. A longer life expectancy than Mike Singletary, Tom Coughlin, Brad Childress,or Tom Cable. Singletary will, at some point, collapse during an awe inspiring, angry tirade, directed at the media and his players. Coughlin is rumored to be suffering from deep depression after he finally figured out which Manning he coaches. Brad Childress is riddled with pain over the prospect of working on Brett Favre's ranch after an 0-2 start. And Tom Cable knows damn well that owner Al Davis will wake up one morning and threaten to fire him if he does not start Jim Plunkett. Now who in God's name has that pressure at the local 7-11? The fan and his healthy heart wins again.

Now that I have assisted you in reaching your goals of becoming one of the NFL's elite, the call of reality drags me back to business. Both of my home phone lines are on hold with Jerry Jones and Jeffrey Lurie. And it is with great regret that I inform all of you that I turned down the head coaching job for the NY Jets. Somebody told me the camera adds ten pounds.

Questions In Birdland. Are The Eagles League Prey?

For the record, call me the first one to admit when I've made a mistake. I previously stated, for all of Eagles nation, that many essential questions would be answered following the Bird's week one slug fest against the Green Bay Packers. This great statement of prognostication could not have been further from the truth. What we have been left with is very little clarity and unfortunately, even more issues and concerns than we ever would have imagined during preseason and training camp.

While it is natural to encounter a series of uncertain circumstances and uncomfortable predicaments during a season, it is rare that one would feel the need to examine and address these issues after week one of the season. But, one thing that we can be sure of and that this blogger has already made crystal clear, is that this years Philadelphia Eagles are hiking through unknown terrain both with roster decisions and performance expectations. So without further rambling, I bring you a disturbing set of new questions that we, as fans, must attempt to sleep on.

1. Who really is the starting quarterback of this team and true leader under center? As predicted, Kevin Kolb has already appeared on the injury report after being diagnosed with a concussion following a hit from behind in Sunday's game. What is even more disturbing is that Kolb played as if he had received the concussion in pre game warm ups. He looked flustered, out of sync, and dare we say nervous during his 2010 debut. The offense sputtered repeatedly under his direction as his poise and accuracy left much to be desired. The performance could only be summed up as shaky and somewhat dreadful

As Michael Vick took the helm, following Kolb's injury, the offense developed that special flow that we have come to expect. The Packer defense fell on their heels and appeared to lose some of the aggressive, attacking mentality that was demonstrated in the first quarter. Vick was maneuvering, with ease, by linebackers and demonstrated a calm confidence in the pocket that had previously seemed to elude him in the Atlanta golden years.

To make things simple, a quick decision must be made. Does this team want to compete for a playoff spot this season, or do they wish to rebuild and take a step backward while developing Kevin Kolb? The likely scenario has Michael Vick starting this week against the Lions and I think we all expect a dazzling statistical performance and a decisive victory. With two weeks of a dynamic, Michael Vick orchestrated offense, quarterback controversy will not even be fair terminology to describe the unrest in Philadelphia.

2. Have the week one injuries set this football team back beyond recovery? The devastating injuries to fullback Leonard Weaver and offensive lineman Jamaal Jackson should be beyond disturbing for Eagle's fans. Weaver's role as a blocker, ability to run like a feature back, and presence catching the ball out of the backfield are irreplaceable. This remains a bigger issue as second year back, Lesean McCoy, struggles to grasp the offense and looks to have made very little progress in improving awareness in blocking schemes.

Center Jamaal Jackson has always been a valued source of leadership and stability on the offensive line. While those filling in have done an admirably adequate job, losing the anchor of your offensive line in week 1 presents some adjustment prospects that cannot be easily put into place. This is especially evident because of this offensive line's inability to stay healthy for a full season and maximize its potential as a cohesive unit.

3. At the risk of beating a dead horse...... The play calling??!! While Andy Reid has been badgered and berated for not having a more balanced, unpredictable offensive attack, the urgency for change has reached a level of code red.  Aside from his 4th and 1 play call where Michael Vick dove into the teeth of a tiring Green Bay defense, this scheme does not suit neither a first year quarterback nor one that is essentially attempting a comeback from a multi year layoff. I have said for years that it was never fair for Reid to ask Donovan Mcnabb to consistently throw the football 50 times per game. Truth be told, we as fans, were spoiled by a high level of success in spite of the stubborn play calling by Andy Reid and famed puppet offensive coordinator, Marty Mornhinweg. The bottom line continues to be that you need to effectively run the football in the NFL to consistently win big football games.

4. We know there is play making speed but is there any hint of guts or toughness in this wide receiving corps? No need to rehash the down field, blazing speed of Desean Jackson, or the shifty quickness and elusive ability of  Jeremy Maclin. The play making abilities of the top two and their ability to change game momentum with the blink of an eye, are well known by Eagle's fans and opposing defensive coordinators. What I am addressing here is the ability to shake off a physical corner at the line of scrimmage and fearlessly come across the middle with a gritty acceptance of a pending teeth shattering smack. All signs point to this type of player being rookie and former Florida Gator star, Riley Cooper. At 6' 3'' and nearly 220 pounds, Cooper possesses the body and the mental toughness to execute these "tough" yards through the air. As seen in the preseason, Cooper can be a difficult assignment for a smaller corner and has demonstrated to have both the route running ability and the soft hands to balance out this group of smaller, shifty wide outs.

While  nobody wishes to hit the panic button after a one touchdown loss to a great football team in week 1, we constantly look for the silver lining with which a team can begin to build a successful football season. Unfortunately this nor any football team can begin this course of improvement without a firm analysis of weak points or mishaps from the previous week. Compound that with a flurry of key injuries and a fundamental confusion over the team's identity, and you have a head pounding recipe for disaster. More to be determined in the next few weeks but until then, sleep well, Eagle green.

Heis Or Lows. Why Reggie Bush Should Keep The Heisman.

As if the burden and immense stress on the USC football program wasn't enough. The storied football university is now dealing with mounting rumors that The Heisman Trust is seriously considering stripping former star running back, Reggie Bush, of his 2005 trophy. While the violations seem blatant and borderline criminally ridiculous, there are some substantial reasons that Bush should be able to retain his prized Heisman Trophy. Hang on tight Trojans, as we explore the defense of Reggie Bush and hope that he can strike the famed pose for eternity.

1. Let's give some credit where it is due. Bush may single-handedly be responsible for ground breaking change in the infrastructure of NCAA rules. How can we penalize a man who may finally bring us a long awaited salary cap to college football?

2. The value of family. Since when is it a crime to provide such a lucrative stream of income for ones parents, that they can dine, travel, and experience the finer things in life without having to worry about pesky bills and obligations? I could just hear the tone of disappointment in my father's voice as I told him about his complimentary 1500.00 per week and free airfare to watch one of the finest college football teams in the nation. Taking care of the folks is a noble gesture and the generosity of Bush is as heartwarming as the prospect of lavish rent free living.

3. The promotion of Pete Carroll.Without Reggie Bush, college football's most overrated, talent swarmed coach would have never had the opportunity to try another flop at the pro football level. Reggie worked so quickly on this job that it was almost like he arranged a relay race to expedite the process. If you look closely at the video footage you can almost see Carroll passing a baton to Lane Kiffin as they shamelessly sprinted away from their respective universities.

4. For the love and glory of Matt Leinart. Reggie has a special place in his heart for old college quarterback, Matt Leinart. He is well aware that Matt can only enjoy NFL success by living vicariously through his former teammate's accomplishments at the next level. To strip Bush of his Heisman would be like striking a dagger through the heart of Matt Leinart. And seriously,how many times can you CUT a guy before he is seen reporting the weather on a local news station?

5. If the Juice is in the clear, what should Reggie fear? For God's sake OJ never had to return his precious award even though he did consider selling every known scrap of football worth to casinos and memorabilia dealers. And as we all know, all perks and financial "grants" were bestowed to Reggie's kin with no strings attached. Unless you consider strings to be touchdowns and a quest for a national title.

It should now be clear to all that Reggie Bush should retain his Heisman Trophy. Not for his unethical actions nor his disregard for NCAA policy, but for his charitable intentions and consistent demonstrations of good will towards his loved ones and closest gridiron acquaintances. But if all else fails, Bush may be forced to flee with the Heisman and risk a high speed chase. Unfortunately, for him, Kim Kardashian does not strike me as the type to orchestrate an escape in a white Ford Bronco.

Five Ways Batman And Robin Will Turn Carson Palmer Into The Joker

It was all fun and games as the dynamic duo patrolled Gotham city in their quest to maintain order and a safe environment. If only the same could be said about our latest so called super heroes that have graced, or should I say, taken over the city of Cincinnati. The incorrigible tandem of Chad Ochocinco and Terrell Owens have teamed up to create what some may perceive as a nightmare for quarterback Carson Palmer. Here are the top five reasons that they risk turning him into the joker.

1. Last time I checked there is only one football on the field at all times during play. Both Ochocinco and Owens demand a fair number of looks and are never shy about pinning blame on the quarterback when they are not receiving their fair share. Prepare to be the villain, Carson.

2. Best Actor vs. Best Supporting Actor- Call me out of line, but when is the last time that either of these two former superstars ever accepted their role as a sidekick? And now that we have already put a label on which player will portray a certain character, the feelings of malcontent and inferiority are bound to run rampant. God bless the soul that is, in large part, responsible for the bulk of their success. Hope you look good in makeup, Carson.

3. A team leader and quarterback may just be responsible for clearing the air about how winning football games take priority over the quantity and quality of touchdown dances. And something tells me that neither Ochocinco nor Owens will be able to grasp this revolutionary, team concept. In any circumstance, Palmer could very well come off looking like a clown.

4. I think we all agree that the Bengals could use a dash of heroics and a noble presence to patrol the locker room. With the past history of arrests and the numerous presence of disciplinary issues on the squad, they would have to welcome a drastic return to order. But how can this be accomplished when the superheroes battle amongst themselves in a clash of the titans. With this type of anarchy, the dynamic duo might very well have to paste that ever present signature smile on Carson's face.

5. We would all love to see a joyous, satisfying, big picture ending to this saga. But the truth remains that all superheroes are strong and fearless. Not many have been featured out of the prime of their careers with fading skill and aging bodies. And the truth remains that both lack their original breakaway speed and breathtaking big play ability that was once the focal point of opposing defense game planning. Truth be told, when was the last time you heard Batman complaining about serious contact during the course of his assigned duties? Trick or Treat, Carson. You may be ringing the doorbell as the Dark Knight by Halloween.

All jokes aside, Palmer should be considered the superhero, for even attempting to lead this group of circus egomaniacs every Sunday. Ideally, he will spread the ball around to keep everyone at ease, and the Bengals will win enough football games to promote a sequel to this warped story. At it's worst, Carson will have to magically avoid the explosions, electrocutions, and titanic pitfalls that the Joker was so famous for evading. We just hope that this new transformation of character doesn't do to his career what it did to Heath Ledger

It's A Hard Knock Life

It is truly a sad day in both the New York Jet family and the ever growing rabid community of viewers that are tuned to the every move of HBO's Hard Knocks. According to league sources, the Jets have decided to part ways with fullback, Tony Richardson, the veteran four time pro bowler who was drafted by the Dallas Cowboys prior to the 1994 season. Richardson was widely known as one of the team's emotional leaders and as a well respected stabilizing piece to a core group of youngsters on the squad, including second year Quarterback, Mark Sanchez.

The news comes, for certain, as a great shock to fans of the hit show who were given their daily dose of end of the week cuts in last weeks episode. All signs pointed to Richardson remaining with the team as the staff made the very difficult decision to cut former star wide receiver, Laveranues Coles. Coach Rex Ryan passionately lobbied for both warriors in meetings with general manager, Mike Tannenbaum and described them as key pieces to the successful mental makeup of a winning football team.

I guess this is exhibit A in the tutorial guide into the cold, hard world of professional athletics. No amount of service or excellece makes a player in the "league" exempt from the rigid examination of mandatory roster decisions. One must think that this is just one more move to clear space and money for holdout cornerback Darrelle Revis and his dollar seeking ego. Bringing us to the epic unending debate. Are the Jets willing to sell their very soul for the sake of one franchise player? Or is the dismissal of Richardson, perfect case in point, as to why Revis deserves to be paid top dollar before the decline of his premium market value?

Forget Hard Knocks. Eagles Brace For Week 1 Against Packers

Eagles fans everywhere are bracing themselves to sail into uncharted waters. What once was excitement bubbling about a sure success season, has turned to gut wrenching nerves hoping that our precious birds don't drown in disaster. With tonight's insignificant match-up looming against the "Hard Knock" New York Jets, the truth remains that most of the lingering questions will not be answered until the week 1 match-up against the Green Bay Packers




A portion of the edge and uncertainty comes from the sure knowledge that many questions will be answered when the Pack comes to town for the start of the Eagles 2010 regular season trudge. With them they bring a high powered offense led by the rocket arm of superstar quarterback, Aaron Rodgers. They feature a dangerous balanced attack where they can pound you into submission with running back Ryan Grant or air it out for quick scores with the likes of wide receiver Greg Jennings and the athletic, big play tight end Jermichael Finley.



The Packer defense remains incredibly stout against the run. So all yardage gained on the seven or eight carries by Eagle's running backs will surely be hard earned. A normally solid veteran secondary is presently ailing in Green Bay with cornerback Al Harris in question to play in the opener and safety Atari Bigby still recovering from ankle surgery. What we know for certain, is the youth and speed of their defensive line will be used in an attempt to collapse the pocket on quarterback Kevin Kolb.



Now for the fun part of the discussion. How will the Eagles attempt to combat a large quantity of explosive offensive weapons and move the ball on a surely stubborn Green Bay defense? This would normally be the time when I break down for you, piece by piece how the Eagles will dismantle and frustrate Green Bay on both sides of the ball. But both you and I know that to do so would be blowing furious smoke up all of your collective backsides.



We start an inexperienced quarterback in Kevin Kolb, who does possess one of the most dynamic receivers in the game with Desean Jackson and a sure handed red zone threat in tight end Brent Celek. But will this offensive line be healthy enough or sharp enough as a cohesive unit to give Kolb time to execute the offense as planned? A glimpse of the preseason strongly points to a big negative in that department, my friends. Kolb has looked flustered and hurried and his arsenal of weapons have barely been able to jump into their routes before he is scrambling for his very life. This combined with the Andy Reid frustrating pattern of no balance on offense, could lead to many short possessions and an increased share of time imposed on a young, inexperienced Eagles defense.



Turning to the other side of the ball, it is imperative that the Eagles defense place immense pressure on quarterback Aaron Rodgers. Stud DE Trent Cole and high motor first round rookie DE Brandon Graham must make early contact with Rodgers in order to force him into poor decisions and to protect an untested, youthful secondary.



The Eagles interior defensive line remains healthy and the group has played fairly well together against a variety of effective offensive lines. The return of promising linebacker Stewart Bradley and the addition of the hard hitting Ernie Simms from Detroit, should work wonders in slowing the Pack run game and assisting in coverage. But a real concern remains in wondering how they will attempt to defend Finley. The Eagles D has historically had major issues containing big play tight ends as witnessed by inept coverage of divisional rivals Jason Witten and Chris Cooley.



Perennial pro bowler Asante Samuel returns as the lone solid, proven performer at corner. He is a dangerous ball hawk, but his gambling style of play and suspect tackling skills don't necessarily make him a constant stabilizing force in the secondary. Quintin Mikell looks to move forward from a somewhat inconsistent year to fill big shoes as the expectant heir apparent to the great, departed Brian Dawkins at safety. And finally rookie and 2nd round draft choice, Nate Allen looks to skip the tremendous learning curve and use his high football IQ and keen sense for the ball, to lock up the starting role at free safety.



I think it is fair and absolutely urgent that we, as Eagles fans, set the bar a few notches lower for the upcoming season. This team has been a solid,competitive, playoff contending team for the better part of a decade. But a quarterback with two pro starts protected by an ailing, inefficient offensive line, coupled with a defense starting a rookie at safety absolutely must suffer the growing pains of this strong league. The goal will be to see just how far this young squad can grow throughout the year, hopefully painting a picture of exciting, deep playoff runs for the near future. And I can't think of a much better way to gauge how far we need to progress than to jump into the fire against one of the best teams in the NFC.

ROGER CLEMENS: HALL OF SHAME

It should have been one of the most celebrated, storied careers of this baseball era. Baseball fans should be reminiscing about his dynamic stuff, his killer competitive instinct, and his desire to prepare and win that was virtually unmatched by all other pitchers. But merely all we have to reflect on now is a tale of faded glory and a sobering look ahead to the serious consequences that Roger Clemens now faces.

The Rocket, as he was famously known to fans, players and baseball media, backed up his hard nosed image with a dominating pitching style that was famous for moving hitters off the plate and demoralizing the most potent of lineups. Clemens finished his career with 354 wins, a record high 7 Cy Young awards, 2 World Series Titles, and 4,672 strikeouts. All statistics that cemented a near automatic vote into the Major League Baseball Hall of Fame and paved the way to his insertion into the debate in naming the greatest pitchers in baseball history.

Clemens was always a fierce competitor, an arrogant warrior, and a person that refused to give in to the competition, even when facing insurmountable odds. He demanded excellence both of himself and of those that dared to wear the same uniform. Roger expected to be courted and pampered both in his contracts and in special privileges that were not afforded to the average ballplayer. He loved the spotlight, the fanfare, and the near unanimous distinction of being the absolute best at his craft. But it was these qualities that made him so successful on the field ,that now threaten to destroy his entire legacy and quite possibly strip him of his freedom.

It certainly is not odd that a man of Clemens stature would initially deny taking steroids or any other illegal performance enhancing substance. As important as winning was to the 11 time all-star, so was his image and the way with which he was perceived by fans and media outlets. Roger longed to be appreciated and would aggressively lash out at any and all who questioned his aura of greatness. What is beyond perplexing, is his initiation of a Congressional Committee, a subsequent relaying of flawed testimony, and a complete refusal to come clean to the American public or the proper authorities.

The Rocket's defiance came with the knowledge that also testifying under oath would be his trainer and conditioning coach, Brian McNamee and former teammate and friend, Andy Pettitte. It had to be clear to Clemens that full disclosure would be given as to all administered "medication" during his training and that logical links would be uncovered as to parallels between his treatment program and that of Pettitte. All the while he had to reconcile with the fact that the blatant discrepancies in his story were told at the risk of committing perjury before a Congressional Committee.

A full swing of emotion can be felt as you listen to accounts of the hearings as told by Congressmen Henry Waxman and Tom Davis. Each saying that they attempted to give Clemens ample opportunity to recant and give an honest depiction of his true, behind the scenes relationship with Brian McNamee. You get the honest feeling that both of these gentlemen were attempting to throw a life vest to this icon and national hero. But Clemens saw this as no different than a stubborn hitter crowding the plate and attempting to take away what was rightfully his. He bore down with defiant wrath and clung to his story with verbal demonstration of resilience and rage. Nobody pulled the plug on Roger Clemens and certainly not a living soul had ever backed him into a corner without having to fight for their very lives.

Perhaps the blow could have been lessened for Clemens if he would have just been a better student of history. We, as a sport loving society, have typically been extremely forgiving of our beloved athletes when they just provide us with a small glimpse of candor and truth. In the worst way, we wish to move past the flaws and indiscretions of our heroes, to propel them back to their rightful pedestal. We gained a new level of admiration for Andy Pettitte, as he chronicled his steroid use as an answer to an injury plagued body. The court of public opinion still regards Alex Rodriguez as a future Hall of Famer and joyously celebrated his 600th career homer, even after his admission to knowingly taking performance enhancing drugs. If only Clemens could have place his ego in check and followed the example of the humble, confessing athletes who had written the road map for healing an ailing reputation.

For now, we wait for the seemingly tragic conclusion to the Roger Clemens saga. We have seen him defeat the most worthy of opponents on the field in awesome, decisive fashion. But now he assumes the role of the heavy underdog, in a battle against the federal government and their 95% conviction rate. The awards, accolades, and even Hall of Fame speculation have now all taken a backseat to wondering if Clemens will even have the right to choose which halls he walks in the near future. For his sake and that of our cherished memories, here's to hoping that the Rocket steps off the mound and seriously thinks before he throws that next pitch.

FLAGRANT FLURRIES: NEW SPECTATOR SPORT- BULLFIGHTING

A dangerous, new extreme sport is in its trial stage in northern Spain. Evidently, in Madrid, spectators are now expected to participate in the theatrics and danger of the bullfighting experience. Multiple barriers will be no obstacle to the fans receiving the full rush of the bullring experience, as they scramble and scamper for cover.

Luckily there were no fatalities in this first test run and just 40 people injured during the bull's angry stampede. Footage reveals the fact that fans were untrained for the involuntary participation and many front row guests appeared to freeze in terror at the dreadful, unimaginable events that were unfolding.

Future contests will be reserved for fans who are 18 years of age or older and next weeks special promotion will be bright red T shirts to the first 500 ticket holders to enter the gate. Plenty of seats still available at your local ticket outlets.

THE TEN COMMANDMENTS OF FANTASY FOOTBALL DRAFTING

Don't look now but the annual sickness is about to creep its way back into our daily, stagnant lives. The time consuming, almighty habit that borders on obsessive, compulsive, hides just right around the corner. The occurrence that I speak of is, of course, our annual fantasy football draft and consequential lineup decisions.

Our Sunday mornings will go from peaceful and quiet, to a process of scrambling for information and checking media outlets for the very latest in player news. We will weave our way through fabricated injury reports, rehash game match ups 1000 times in our heads and even listen to countless so called experts who may just be flipping a coin to give us their educated, genius lineup selections. We will drop and drag, change our minds, and even ponder last minute desperation pick ups, right until the moment that our screen locks up to signal kickoff.

Fantasy football, in my life, has come to be known as a sort of warped family affair. Each August we swarm together at my in law's house to firmly prove that my football knowledge reigns supreme. The anticipation is bubbling as I gather around the table with some of the finest folks I know including my sister in laws (OOPS! I think I meant my brother in laws.) My mind races as I remind myself that there is rarely a pleasure in life so sweet as to whip the pants off of your father in law, while verbally assaulting him in the mix.

With this being said, I don't want to give anyone the impression that we are barbaric in nature. And since there is no web cam available to view the painful carnage of my brother in laws after a Saturday night on the town, we will pretend that business is always conducted in an orderly fashion. However, it never fails to arise at any of our annual gatherings, that a major group of fantasy football violations are committed by my competitors. So without delay, I proudly present to you this years etiquette lesson known as the ten commandments of fantasy football drafting.

X THOU SHALT TAKE YOUR ASPIRIN EARLY SUNDAY MORNING AS TO AVOID HANGOVER TARDINESS TO THE DRAFT

IX THOU SHALT HAVE THE COOLER FILLED WITH THE FINEST BEVERAGES OF CHOICE FOR ALL DRAFT PARTICIPANTS

VIII HONOR THY MOTHER IN LAW BY GRACIOUSLY DINING ON THE FEAST THAT SHE HAS SPENT ENDLESS HOURS COOKING.

VII THOU SHALT NOT DOUBLE DIP THE SALSA NOR VIOLATE THE 45 SECOND RULE OF EATING SCRAPS THAT HAVE FALLEN TO THE FLOOR

VI THOU SHALT PREPARE RESEARCH NOTES ON SOME FORM OF MATERIAL BESIDES TOILET PAPER.

V THOU SHALT NOT STEAL THY NEIGHBORS PLAYER LISTS AT RISK OF A FIRM BITCH SLAP

IV HONOR THY COMMISSIONER AND IF APPLICABLE, RUB HIS BALD, AGING HEAD AND POT BELLY FOR LUCK

III THY SHALL RESPECT THE DRAFTING CLOCK AND UNDERSTAND THAT TEMPORARY BRAIN CELL LOSS LENDS NO SYMPATHY FROM THE LEAGUE

II THOU SHALT NOT DRAFT A KICKER NOR TEAM DEFENSE IN THE FIFTH ROUND OR SOONER ( DON'T DENY IT, WE KNOW THAT YOU EXIST)

I THOU SHALT NOT EXCESSIVELY DRAFT NON PRODUCTIVE PLAYERS FROM YOUR FAVORITE TEAM. ESPECIALLY AVOIDING ANY PLAYER WHO YOU "CLAIM' ACTUALLY REMEMBERS YOUR NAME FROM HIGH SCHOOL.


   Ladies and gentlemen, thank you once again for your attention in this serious matter of sport manners and etiquette. I wish all of you the best of luck and fortune in this years draft. And I promise to post an abundant amount of celebratory photos as I take home the highly coveted trophy.

The Missing Link At The Linc

Just recently, I did a grand tour of Lincoln Financial Field. The journey was fully equipped with in depth views of the press box, broadcast booth, and even a breathtaking view of the player's locker room. But something big was missing. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but something was alarmingly astray.

And by alarming, I don't just mean that the crew at the Linc were beginning to set up for and upcoming soccer game that Wednesday. I frantically ran through a mental check as I walked on my guided path through the stadium. From the nostalgic team picture of Dick Vermeil's 1980 Eagles, to the not so subtle reminder that the great Reggie White once captured the hearts of this great city, everything seemed to be sitting in peaceful harmony.

That was until the candid answer of a young child in response to the tour guide's question. As we stopped in a hallway that elaborately had its walls decorated with pictures of current Eagle players, the guide locked eyes with the child and asked the question that completely changed this experience for me. She proudly blurted, "Do you know who that player is that wears number 4?". His uncomfortable period of silence was only broken by a hesitant mumble of, "I don't really know who that guy is".

I attempted to break the unbearable tension by exclaiming that the player was Donovan McNabb. But my effort failed in a cold, miserable fashion. Not a person laughed, no follow up comments, and only a gasp of disgust from an older lady who had little appreciation for my humor.

It was the first slap of realization that the  Donovan McNabb era in Philadelphia was over. We have officially moved on from the firm identity that we have known for the last decade. And who could fault the little boy for his sobering, direct answer. The truth of the matter is that those who call themselves the Philadelphia Eagles fans faithful, have no idea who number 4 truly is either.

Michael Vick: Quick Feet to ?

MICHAEL VICK

Anyone else see an extra burst of speed in the step of Michael Vick? He looked similar to the Vick of old with his elusive ability to avoid the rush and more importantly his effectiveness in turning the corner to move the ball up the field. You just don't get the sense that an agile DE will be able to drag him down from behind, in a disappointing display of what used to be a dynamic, game changing athlete.

While we should not get the feeling that he is an every down answer at QB, it provides a calming sense of security in knowing that we do have a backup that can, in certain situations, play a a very high level. This is a valuable asset as we all remind ourselves that Kevin Kolb has started all but two NFL football games.

This could be especially vital as mounting questions arise as to the makeup and stability of the offensive line. Kevin Kolb, though he does possess a quick release and has proven in situations to be very accurate in this offense, does not have significant escape ability. Vick has always been able to scramble in avoidance of trouble and is well known to have a knack for producing positive yardage when things break down up front. And with the QB hunting mentality in the NFC East from the likes of DE Demarcus Ware and company, it may be the Birds best opportunity to avoid a summons of the injury cart to the turf.

Vick obviously has starting QB experience and more to the point of interest has seen some form of playoff action. What coaches and fans would most like to see now is a firm grasp of the offensive system, a demonstrated commitment to take care of the football, as to avoid inopportune turnovers and a manifestation of leadership qualities that would stabilize this young squad. But whatever the role, it is essential that Vick prepares himself, as a professional, for an increased workload in offensive coordinator Marty Mornhinweg's game plan.

In reality, our concerns have now moved from questioning what Vick has left in the tank as a football player. Now we wonder if he has the maturity, common sense, and good judgement, to avoid setting his career back further. He must continue to surround himself with positive influences while proceeding, in good faith, with his penance for the deplorable dog fighting incident. Any development of future legal trouble would spell disaster and I think it goes without saying that we are aware of the difficulty of improving a 40 yard dash time in a dark 8 X 10.

I am both a football lover and a dog lover at the same time. I have found it in my heart to move on from the past horror and sickness of Vick. I am rooting for him to succeed, both as a super charged burst to the Eagle's offense and as a person in the community. I just wish that Tony Dungy, in addition to mentoring Vick, would co-sign a lease with him. Now that is what I define as real security for the Eagle's investment.