Eagles Drop Fans to Depths of Despair
I swore this team wouldn’t do it to me again. Yet, here I am wondering how the Eagles have managed to drop us to such depths with their loss in the NFC Championship game to the Arizona Cardinals. My buddy has what he calls the “Seagull” theory of Philadelphia sports teams. The theory was never more in play than yesterday. The Eagles carried fans to the peaks of excitement only to drop us, plummeting to Earth, devastated. Or, as he put it: The team is the seagull. We, the fans, are a clam. The gull snatches us up, carrying us higher and higher. The view is beautiful; life couldn’t be better. Then, after the gull has reached a dizzying height (oh, just for the sake of argument, DeSean Jackson’s go-ahead TD), it releases the clam. We’re still having a good ride, unaware what is below. We gather speed (as Arizona begins its 8-minute drive, say), finally hitting the rock and shattering (the last, futile pass attempt to Kevin Curtis), whereupon the gull comes and eats our little clammy hear