I hope you enjoyed the first weekend of the rest of your life.
Or as Eagles fans have come to glumly acknowledge, the first football-less weekend since August.
Of course, there is one more game to be played this season. That will be next Sunday in Tampa Bay. Maybe you’ve heard of it. They call it the Super Bowl.
The two teams will arrive in Tampa today for a week of hype and hoopla. We were assured that the Eagles would be one of the two teams in the Florida sunshine, meaning a week of unbridled passion, stories about fans selling their souls for tickets to the game, green-faced fans invading Florida in planes, trains and automobiles.
Instead, we sit and shiver, with snow in the forecast, and count the days until spring training arrives.
That’s right. The Eagles are not playing in the Super Bowl. Instead of punching their ticket by throttling the Arizona Cardinals, they got their punched out in the desert. No Super Bowl this year, Philly fans.
Hey, at least we have Wing Bowl. Yes, that annual pre-Super Bowl bash of beer, wings and breasts will once again be held Friday morning at the Wachovia Center.
Eagles fans also can be comforted with this thought. Jeff Lurie feels our pain. The Eagles owner gave an interview Sunday and told the Philadelphia Inquirer that he needs an Ambien to get to sleep as he replays the nightmare of the Arizona game over and over in his mind.
That gives him something in common with the rest of us. Now if only we felt that his players cared nearly as much as the rest of us do.
Or as Eagles fans have come to glumly acknowledge, the first football-less weekend since August.
Of course, there is one more game to be played this season. That will be next Sunday in Tampa Bay. Maybe you’ve heard of it. They call it the Super Bowl.
The two teams will arrive in Tampa today for a week of hype and hoopla. We were assured that the Eagles would be one of the two teams in the Florida sunshine, meaning a week of unbridled passion, stories about fans selling their souls for tickets to the game, green-faced fans invading Florida in planes, trains and automobiles.
Instead, we sit and shiver, with snow in the forecast, and count the days until spring training arrives.
That’s right. The Eagles are not playing in the Super Bowl. Instead of punching their ticket by throttling the Arizona Cardinals, they got their punched out in the desert. No Super Bowl this year, Philly fans.
Hey, at least we have Wing Bowl. Yes, that annual pre-Super Bowl bash of beer, wings and breasts will once again be held Friday morning at the Wachovia Center.
Eagles fans also can be comforted with this thought. Jeff Lurie feels our pain. The Eagles owner gave an interview Sunday and told the Philadelphia Inquirer that he needs an Ambien to get to sleep as he replays the nightmare of the Arizona game over and over in his mind.
That gives him something in common with the rest of us. Now if only we felt that his players cared nearly as much as the rest of us do.
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